Bliss
How can I feel it?
If your words are morphine
How can I think it?
If I don’t trust me
Why can’t I see it?
If my eyes tend to bleed
Disillusioned life seemingly never-ending
Yearning badly but can’t touch it
Admire from a distance
And incandescent bliss in slumber thoughts
But my undulating mind keeps me from harmony
And in the estuary of life
People rest and forget
Unknowingly awaiting ecstasy
But now I can feel it
Drugs don’t affect me
And I’m sure I can think it
When fog evaporates
Yes, I can see
My flesh is throbbing
And now it’s gone the mirage is fading
Like my memory bliss is hazy.
Copyright © Gabrielle Wolcott | Year Posted 2011
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