The hollow places
yearn to fill as imprinted
storm- dark eyes dart away
You Deserted Isle
I can't ford, no matter which
just dessert's served to me
The hollow leads in
Whilst ersatz roads paralyse
All those who come NeaR!
Even stars know to
crash cataclysmically
Churned cymbal holds no sigil
Varied outcomes vie.
Reneged rules refire kindled
residual rates
Left we choose first
O' er falsehoods fabricate road
Turn back t'wards safe haven
Secondly I think
aloud inside my chamber
Cerebral baths pour
I am pulled ebb, flow
larger even than the sea.
T'ward Home we go
The hollow places
start to fill whilst imprinted
storm- dark eyes choose me
Smoothly sailing soon
You alongside My true self
Salty oceans be We
u/CosyCabinCouple — 14 days ago