N.S.

burning, haunting eyes
stare that penetrates deep
tries to comprehend
link to the same rise in me
molten, sinking slosh of
wave, in heated gaze
have to break connection
or I’ll be drown abreast
in a tide so seething,
in barriers not meant to be
crossed, are now perceptible
they make me flee – and
no longer is the longing of any worth,
it’s a heady temptation
but once tasted,
is another base earth.

07/02/16

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Author: gerbilette

Write, edit, be. Write, love, poetry.

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