The torn up landscape of my selfish heart
Lying still, awaiting a single drop of sunshine
Spotless within…filled with bright yellow patches
And desire’s ugly scars on the outside
Bordering on the edge of reason
Perched on the boundaries of a sensible life
Cold and dark, small and barren
Searching for pink rapture, wrapped in purple melancholy
Wallowing in self-obsessed oblivion
Exiled by illusions that sanity imposes
Unheading that gentle lover's sigh
Following its own, relentlessly guiltlessly
2 comments:
lovely and dark just loved it.
(will u call purple a dull color?)
i donno.. i just call it my favorite color..
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