And so- is it the hearts mellow manner and somewhat sorted out fears…the unaffected
Or rather
to some extent …a longing of that which can never quite ever be fulfilled ...just a taunting instead…
a tease …a torture …a resemblance of that which is home yet a distance that is only impossible for that to be…
to have been running all this life and yet there is no destination …is it a heart’s desire …to seek that which is un found…
how then desire…no …
maybe that’s the breathe …the very living being …desperation...not so much wanting…but needing…desperately…that which is not inside…a soul that cannot be compelled because the very heart is bulging from the lure of a temptress in dimmed lights …for shadows are favor upon her heavy eyes.. set tightly… groping at helplessness…shadows are keepers and night is falling anyway….so to sleep …there tucked snug….because there are only memories anyway..There are only memories.
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- dreamer
- Jessica Justice Ramos is a singer/songwriter from Tampa, Fl. Her fans call her the "girl" Rolling Stone...the middle American poet with a rock n roll/blues feel. An Imperfectionist as a musician but an impassioned performer and poetic writer.
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