Deprevation

sopping up the inspiration, creativity and beauty from life's dregs

Kiss July 27, 2016

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 15:53

a
drop
of
hope
greater in
promise
than
one billion
stars.

 

(and just
as near
to me,

as when I close my eyes.)
 

 
I am
lost
in the
sweet
imaginings
of
love
rarefied.
(stupefied)

 

illusion
fueled
by hunger,
is no less real
than the touch
of my-
your,
our lips

linger-
ing
luxu-
rious
blas-
phemous
and
sweet-
ly
curious

 

let me
touch you.

 

Beauty,
quench
your
thirst
at my soul’s
font.

there
is
more
to
come
should you choose,

abandon.

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