Erosion - 1
With a scholar eye I am looking at-
Looking at Sharpened Dream,
Burning heart burning across
feeling the sour, feeling the layer
Is being wet tongue, gradually uncovered
vibrating lips and stick while mixing at liquor
- A chemical compound searching for eyes
- Searching liberty from sin
- Burning the recipe of purity
I am chewing all the glamour with tortured eyes
Breathing fragrance; breathing easily passing days and nights
Easily being tortured, even told her
As its an erosion ; it’s a feelings
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
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