Insomnia at it's best...
Inhale.
Life in its purest form
Gliding through the veins
Forever following the echoing beat
Of the distant heart.
Protected behind its fortress of ribs.
Inhale.
Life of a carnal sort
Sliding up the spine
Seeking the compelling thoughts
Of the mysterious brain.
Yearning to escape its scalped prison.
Inhale.
Life of the aging kind
Creeping through the skin
Carefully whispering the tales of time
Onto the wistful body.
Grasping each and every of life’s Breath.
Life in its purest form
Gliding through the veins
Forever following the echoing beat
Of the distant heart.
Protected behind its fortress of ribs.
Inhale.
Life of a carnal sort
Sliding up the spine
Seeking the compelling thoughts
Of the mysterious brain.
Yearning to escape its scalped prison.
Inhale.
Life of the aging kind
Creeping through the skin
Carefully whispering the tales of time
Onto the wistful body.
Grasping each and every of life’s Breath.