Thorns!
Prick an' pierce skin...
Blood trickle from within,
Hurt an' anger,
venom in my veins,
Tis a definition,
of what lies here within.
Love!
Beauty lay in her eyes,
This detail her nipple spread,
Form curled in an embrace perfect,
Rage an' raw mood,
Tis a definition.
of what lies here within.
Fire!
Burn an' scar with wounds
that do not heal,
tears roll off a lion's chin.
What furry fierce within...
Hollow an' broken eyes,
Tis a definition.
of what lies here within
Wave!
breathe heavy and belated
clutch on straw,
weak grass float...
A painter restless paint,
To find a form in the wave
drowning, calling to a name...
Tis a definition.
of what truly lies within
Kiss!
Take all away,
prick...tears...scar...paint...
touch divine,
beheld in honor...
confess a moment,
An' have that which is true,
Tis a definition.
Of what lies within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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