Sslipping Poem by Jamie Dewyer

Sslipping



it's still
my need to waste
taste still
the fortune in your place
however
you could dream for me
I still
have emptiness to feed


like love
your words are fuel and feed
this gift
I've hungered in your seed
i'm lost
i've wandered where you sleep
my heart
is broken into dreams

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