Fifteen Poem by Kian Sheik

Fifteen



i miss her so much. i long for her at night, afraid the time apart will be sumptuous for her. i cannot bear to stay in this cycle of time. a spherical conundrum of want. i must let the mistress scream, or at least until the time allows me to silence the howling maiden.

Sunday, March 18, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: silence,time
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