With each breath inducing your perfect form, within the mind; a - TopicsExpress



          

With each breath inducing your perfect form, within the mind; a subtle and slight reduction in the madness of my mind; it has an edge, a boundary you must cross; before complete surrender to insanity; While you walk, I watch; And as if the cock had crowed, I wake up from this dream of my denied substance; and sever all relations to the breath of wind, It is denial of your form that keeps me sane; yet you slip through the borders; ever walking the fine lines made; to keep me on the edge, of waking and sleeping; You are my waking dream.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Jun 2013 18:39:05 +0000

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