Here:
The hint of her,
Here,
Broken promise in a selfish kiss,
Vaguest melody of a sparkless passion,
She overwhelms.
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The pull of her,
She wouldn’t like it if she knew,
Forced breath inside a wasted rot,
A want remains unburied.
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The smother of her,
Spectral chains that crush potential,
She has long forgotten,
I cannot do the same.
Poem:
(Problem)
Gossamer wings,
I will not lie,
I pray for love,
To let me fly.
*******
Above an ocean,
Shiny blue,
Her somber curves,
A perfect hue.
Or frigid heart,
Somehow yet free,
Her ice below,
For all to see.
But here’s the problem,
I fear to fly.
Poem:
(Problem)
Gossamer wings,
I will not lie,
I pray for love,
To let me fly.
*******
Above an ocean,
Shiny blue,
Her somber curves,
A perfect hue.
*******
Or frigid heart,
Somehow yet free,
Her ice below,
For all to see.
*******
Gossamer wings,
I will not lie,
But here’s the problem,
I fear to fly.