Thru Chaos Thru Calm
From light to dark to light
the world spins but I am still
struck down in enchantment
relieved of free will
emblazoned
I'm filled with desire
your blues barely bat
the shimmers off my wake
and I take
hold of your peel
pumped full of my fire
my kisses diverge
I dwell deep in your lair
~
caressing your soul
each boundry of touch
renders us whole
~
the rattles they're heard
but get rocked back to bed
imeresed in a mind
behind lips that have bled
thru choas, thru calm
indentured these chains
locked tight to your gasps
where beauty remains
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2018
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