One night, just turned summer
Spring glimmer
Flowers germinate
One sight, one to another
Words simmer
As pupils dilate
Hungry and forlorn
Distant but never lost
Veering off to empty spaces
I often fill with you
At least the image
Mysterious and unfinished
Smile just slightly blemished
Blush in which I relished
Laughs incite a heart attack
A smile Is only pain
Just a half grin from you
Is a rhythm no longer sane
A raw meal of fish swim soulfully
As still and unhindered, shyly and woefully
Your lips run through my mind
Each time they close and mine
How delicious is this sushi!?
© The Sad Owl
The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
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