At the Edge of Cliff

At ‘dusk’ I am still surviving at the edge of a emotional cliff Since dawn the run was on Trying to keep pace to rising expectations Pulsating Sweating Latching on thin breath I offered my entire being Unconditional In completion The mirage called you Lured me to deserts unknown Thirsty desires Lusting for the illusive drop Whirlwinds Dust storms All chain reactions Resisting the run Undefeated spirit kept up the marathon The sun of passions Melted slowly Evaporation of immense desires Solitude is what rediscovered As virtual remains of astounding lust... @ ‘dusk’......