Nervous Room
I lay flat before the bending , way
past the break
Its a lot like love with that
unusual sent , becoming
vulnerable. Beside the notion
against the hoursscattered ,
seconds which swril from
focused beams of brutal bliss.
Casually confronted charging in
and around odd ponders.
There`s a presence prescribed
rising slow though sleek and
steady. Welcome to the nervous
room where our lightheadedness
grows horribly heavy.
Copyright © Christopher Lipp | Year Posted 2014
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