This elusive peace
evades my grasp full of lust,
full of want and fear.
evades my grasp full of lust,
full of want and fear.
Dappled clouds
linger in perpetual
chaste
I want them.
Devious eyes slither
from the curve of a thigh
to the soft fur of silken hair
I want her.
This restless heart,
blood bursting with ideas,
fueling falseness of worth,
tricks me
I care not.
Life, this promise
of tomorrow, reckons
that day leads on to day, yet
I look back.