Although my word run deep
I can't find the reality to make
You see
I bleed fountains and rivers
Running
Poring
Draining me
Creating mixed
Feelings of lust
And love
Confusion and delusions
Chao in my sanity
And all the above
Drunk in emotion
Staggering and slurred
Falling but standing
What's all the commotion?
Today I love you
Tomorrow You won't
Yesterday I cared
You love my hair
You make me high
Caught in two worlds
I said you can fly
Out of reach
And you can't it.
Crazy in love
I should just
Abort this
Passion for love
This feeble attempt
To satisfy my soul
Of contentment and peace
With this desire to be love
Forget all the pain
I'm exempt,
I give up
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
(c)2014
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