Universal antiquity, circles a silver moon.
The drawings, love the mid morn noon.
As sane as the deepest sky.
I wonder why.
My lasting touch is not enough.
My blood on your lips, it slowly slips.
And fantasy resembles stillness.
Like the bluest calm in a rivers ocean.
Bring me desire, lasting memory.
Dance as a wolf rums in the extremity.
And live in a world with me at ease.
If you please.
For love lasts as long as the stars,
Explode and flash their brightness.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Surreal and symbolic it sends its message to those that will listen
Appreciate the comment Sorenbarret. 🙂
You are welcome
much enjoyed
Im glad u liked it. 🙂
certainly did
I thoroughly enjoyed this introduction to your ink sir .. I'm sure I shall be back for more .. All Good Things, stay well and write on .. Neville
Ty for your comment. Quite extraordinary.
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