Coming to Life
written by: Any1mark
@any1mark66
Your touch illuminates
I bend like flower to sunlight
Invisible chains hold me fast
The sense of falling looms
Trepidation gives way to fawning
Being lost preferable to being found
The pause in breath
The will to forget everything
Same sacrifices in the sense of being
I lean toward the hands
Desire to be clay molded and fired
The perfect vessel for you
Mark, a traveler with a working problem. I spend my time writing poetry, flash fiction, and taking pictures of the world. I have time because I'm waiting for the Ckeveland Browns to win a Super Bowl.
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