Temptation is so sweet
Laying on my tongue
Delaying my retreat
Reaching in so firm
Wandering through the plain
The empty seas of home
I hear an idle strain
I hear a subtle tone
Following the sound
I journey here and there
My footsteps on the ground
The only partner shared
And to the empty echoes
I find myself so deep
In the tempered deco
I lay my head to sleep
The noise now forgotten
Like hill and vale and tree
I am now begotten
In my land of dream
2 comments:
It may make no sense, but I like this poem, Im starting to like poetry more & more with each one I read
*claps sporadically* YAY! I loved this for some reason.
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