last night, 12.42
Apex of existence,
I am the full moon rising.
The glint of victory,
long awaited climax.
Long bemused by pale fingers,
my shadow has wept.
Silently musing the ripple's of impact,
you made of my life.
I am not watching the ripple,
I am consumed by it.
And together we expand,
creating bedlam for the fish.
Beautiful prowess,
I am not afraid.
For fear contracts,
and the rippling chaos would not have it so.
I am the outstretched hand of deceit,
always ready to grasp you.
My hand is strong,
my darling.
And together,
you will show me love.
I am the full moon rising.
The glint of victory,
long awaited climax.
Long bemused by pale fingers,
my shadow has wept.
Silently musing the ripple's of impact,
you made of my life.
I am not watching the ripple,
I am consumed by it.
And together we expand,
creating bedlam for the fish.
Beautiful prowess,
I am not afraid.
For fear contracts,
and the rippling chaos would not have it so.
I am the outstretched hand of deceit,
always ready to grasp you.
My hand is strong,
my darling.
And together,
you will show me love.