Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Glory

The scent of jasmine
The vision of perfect beauty
Your voice allows me to imagine
You dominate my thoughts absolutely
What is there beyond you?
What is there to do without you?
Why do I wonder
All of life's costs paid
I no longer ponder payment
Wounds heal spontaneously
When you are near me
Can you even hear me
Or am I just bleeding out
Loudly
Or am I not allowed
To speak freely
About what it is you do to me