If love were a city I would crawl through every alley On hand and knee Feeling every crevice Caressing each contour Of it’s aged pavement Relishing each touch Wondering at each turn Lost on streets, with names long forgotten Meandering…
How wide one opens the door to his heart, to let another inThus deep does he risk, the dagger be thrust withinBut He who values worthless pebbles as pearls so fineWidens His guard so much more, lest hurt befall this…
Turn where I mayStill engulfed by an emptinessWithout escapeHowever quickly I runIt outpaces meWherever I hideI find, It has outstripped meI loathe that lonelinessThat hallow abyssGnawing away at a soulthat has let go and lies helplessAs if to say: ‘do…
