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Could Ruin Us So Honest
(Inspired by a new friend)
I'm longing the accidental connection, over filth,
swirling smoke, inhaling the death of you.
So soon I imagine your essence.
Smirking Resilience
barred the broken door in accordance and final.
Coursing Vein Of Constance, sky of breathless,
lingering this patience...... the coil and spiral.
Kindle of Regrets
swept pieces of memory under and between my fingers
Without such conscience abroad, this deviant decadence
so fruitless and comfortable. More so,
there without mercy, my
Lonesome Presence.
Cull through the many to crown your resolve.
Reserved my plenty in human persistence.
With sultry lipped demur, fervor and desirous
then cautious derail.
Devout
I'm to assume this is pendant and sterile
thus necessary to unlace.
My Precious I'm pensive.
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Could Ruin Us So Honest
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