char along the lines of the gripping word
Tag: fantasy
first light we paginate the perils of existence
sleep eludes these eyes the illusion is grand
summer we work this flesh out of compassion
moonrise the passion between the light and tide
summer at dusk we drive the mind past the dead end
holding nature captive in our eyes the designs of her beauty
remake the senses to push our animal instincts into overdrive
the best thing about time it forgets and maybe you might too
softly we assign the face of chaos to this somatic assault
