A Sweet Addiction
More priceless than jewels.
As soft as silk.
A moment stretched along
Towards eternity, brutally
Torn by reality.
Ecstasy.
Soft, soft, soft.
Warm, running
Liquid from one
Soul to another. Craving
To stretch every tangible
Second one infinitesimal
Moment longer.
But reality tears the
Soft silk more
Priceless than jewels.
Depravation.
Clambering creatures
Seeking the oasis in
The barren desert.
A dance of hips and
Spins, mouths singing
A silent song together.
A sweet melody sings
High in the foreground,
Yet unheard. A song of
Love. Wished not to
Be heard.
The twisted ivy,
Like a ladder, climbing
Ever higher.
Intertwined, beautiful
Leaves hold fast.
Rolling, tumbling,
Never falling. Held fast
To the steady tower.
Green and young,
Just hoping to
Grow old.
Torn silk ever so precious,
Seen through the glass
You cannot touch or hold.
The sweet ecstasy
Of a cherished moment,
The jagged, serrated
Knife that is reality.
An oasis, sweet
Water to thirstily
Hoard for future use.
Twisting weeds
Towering high above,
A sweet song and
Sweeter dance.
(2013)
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