moonrise the passion between the light and tide
Tag: monostich
soft and sure i will dream of your laments and divine antics
piety presents itself as the wild beast never realizing what it is capable of
all the quiet we can contain within this cradle of flesh
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
void worship eat away at soul bit by bit slow and steady
elancharan gunasekaran 