The soul has much to say
Blind cognizance...
What
is it
that
you seek?
Professing love
yet
you know not
my touch
I'm missed
like a dream
that wasn't
supposed to end
How can
that be?
I've never
kissed you
Holding your hand?
Giving you an orchid?
I plead innocence
in my heart
but not my words
Words
Infinite grains
of emotion
Masking as daggers
or drops of heavenly dew
How they descend
from pen or tongue
depends on
your belief system
My lyrics crown
one pure love
Looking into my eyes
with great sorrow
she asked not to be resurrected
I don't
think you
unworthy
I need a moment
to deliberate
If I were
anything like
my pen
not another word
would be written
My love is beyond
control
It may consume you
Critics have called it
agonizingly sweet
A colorless flame
my affection
knows no bounds
Yet you understand this?
Speak of this?
Oblivious
to self righteousness
I utter not
my strengths
but weaknesses
A walking
contradiction
of checks and balances
I supply much
little do I demand
I've wrestled
with angels
Beheaded
my own
personal demons
Had my heart
sewn back together
Chronicled my dreams
in order of
exquisiteness
Shed tears of fire
Held the other half
of my soul
in my hands
and tasted her…all of her
So you see
the craving
you have
is for my pen
You
don't
even
know
me
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