I wish the passion
I have
Had depths
I could fathom;
I can only imagine
Them as vast openings
That could take me in
Swallow me whole
Leaving me deranged
Begging for more...
And there I would be,
Gladly giving in.
To the insatiable
Little
Monster.
Falling,falling and falling...
With nothing
To hold
Back.
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©VioletEden
YOU ARE READING
My soul wants to tell you
PoetryTaste my desire for life and love, adventure and honesty, on my chapped lips and tongue. Drink from me, the light of unseen tomorrows. Empty me of all that I made myself of; what I think I am. I am a huge zap between reality and imagination. Bridge...
