Friday, 20 September 2013

Ponder

Sunken in and
Forgotten because the
Rupturing faith bleed
Wide and shut.
Forearm tingled with
distance and the waiting
became against our
hallucinating.
Let us elope within our
Forearms and lust over.
Lets degrade our seasons so
That winters coldness keeps
Your wings around me.
Your damage surrounds me
And my face swallowed
You whole; my facials
Decided we were whole.

granted avalanche

when we arrived  the amulet was damaged and  broke the moments erased. the moment you get out of that. it has left our warped feeling of wha...