Stealing lines
your lines ooze from invisible cracks
smack into mine
my thoughts hover around you
like a barely felt miasma
my feelings crackle into the indolent
body of your spaced out emotions
your thoughts fuel me on this endless quest
your feelings prop me up when I fall in a heap
your emotions sparkle through my darknesses
your words leave my mouth
the mouth that has hungered for so long...
(c)Max Babi
221004
Labels: poetry
2 Comments:
indolent body of spaced-out emotions.... nice :)
Max, this is truly one of your best:)
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