...for you

 

 

 

Crazed…

my eyes, a’ glare

of seething want.

bloodshot curls on wayward flight,

cry

…for you

 

Desperate…

open windows of my mind,

scattered wishes

on the fiery winds

burn

…for you

 

Screams…

of ecstasy,

desires slicing my voice,

piercing as the tone

moans

…for you

 

Pain…

of torrid dreams

and a beating heart

ripping my chest open,

reaching

…for you

 

Exposed…

tattered and ripped,

fleshless scars plead

my existence

only

…for you

 

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

There's some very intense longing here Will.
It's the feeling of someone who is desperately holding on to something. Or Hoping.
Good poem.

[willweb]

More like a lot of both. I find it difficult to put these feelings of longing into words, but it doesn't stop me from trying. :) Thanks so much Ana. I am thrilled you liked and understood this poem. It is always a big smile for me when you stop by.

[Matching Socks]

Anytime Will.