curving colored radiance
draping the horizon in silk-like viscosity.
of hues upon volumes of text could be written,
all in vain attempt of description.
panoramic views in which a better man will wholeheartedly share,
...but you are not that man
and in your clutches
between tightly laced fingers,
you wish to keep this spectacle so selfishly.
soon time's hand will muddy this stunning pool of empyrean...
and the feeling
of longing
for moments hastily spent elsewhere
will settle heavy in your stomach.
NB @ 6:15 PM
5 Comments:
perfect...exquisite...miss you
Without a doubt, alluring.
You'll share your words and thoughts with the world, but with whom else?
How strong are the clutches within your heart you keep.
Stunning. Aching. Beautiful.
clever addition, mystery patron.
I get the feeling this is about someone...else.
i tire of cowards shooting at me through anonymous electronic bushes.
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