Many miles have I traveled down unforgiving roads
Many faces have I looked into then walked onwards
Solitude seems so hearty, so unlikely its demise,
Company is a fleeting trend, for fleeting delights
This heart changes skins like a snake through the seasons
This mind changes the bars, redecorates its prison
I satisfy my senses with the tiniest of pleasures
Squeeze out every drop from my molten sun day
I am whatever and everything, I need
If love wants to come, love can come when it may
No comments:
Post a Comment