Thanks Patricia, a body for sure :)
knowing the becould be the worse6/8ths of the timebest at restall in a blurand no body knowsi livemostly the worstmy best pass's melife functions are minimalbut a body for sure-* worked this as a mirrorto your poem, working from bottom to top
If I can’t see the stars they can
All that sweet air that you make
All I want you to be
Flutters me through the wake
What I know you will see.
And sweet time that you take
You twist me everlasting times
And fold my truth, and God,
It feels damn beautiful.
Love you know no bounds.
You are a muse,
I have very few minutes,
And when I have them I spend them
I’ll never know how I’m supposed
Every second escapes me,
They are spent in every essence of
seen into the disorder
And the work is particular,
Keep and mind in the normal.
Where are you every time I cry an
Death seems closer than ever befor
It feels just like it ought to fee
Take me away.
My lips are red as blood,
And eyes are sore and wide,
Your hands blue with cold,
Hair curling with the wind,
Somewhere in depths of winter, tic
Your mind is weak and and empty, t
Tracks running through your body,
Await their final feeding.
Meanwhile in full blown summer, ti
Please stop, please stop,
I need to save you,
I need you to breathe this air fro
I need you to hold on.
Waves of pain run through my belly
Dear gentle greets you at door,
A heart of jewels and silver spoon
Please come its open for your entr
Just warn your heart it’s leaving
The gentile birth has customized,