Do the tears of the soul
Glisten for the world, to show
Just how alive I am inside—
Full of dreams that have died?
And can you hear me now
Or is my heart too loud?
It implodes at the thought
Of my life being caught
In the screaming wind,
As it twists and it bends.
And greed is what you make it,
Leave it or take it,
Pray for the sake of it,
But don’t you dare mistake it
For love on the spot.
Because jealousy is not
In the same league,
Whatever you make believe.
A purity divine
Can be yours and be mine
If you only open up
To drink from my cup
Of everlasting bliss—
You will beg for a memory of this
Night, when we tripped
Into a love chocolate dipped,
And coated in sprinkles.
My life, candied, single
For all of time to know,
Lonely bed sheets to show
How pathetic it can be
But truly a dichotomy. |
Submission Name: Verve
