Continuous
written by: Evelyn
@sanepoet
a pulse in the wind
mixed in with the air I breathe
a bird’s own song
carried to where my wings bring me
a silhouette
sculpted behind as I face the sun
I touch
hear
feel
a mark of you
scattered around my world
in every small portion
that my body takes in,
at every drop of beauty
that my soul drinks from,
nourishing
every thought and reason
that my mind keeps within it
to keep my heart beating
and my eyes waking
Love opens up a place
where all your pieces
on a puzzle board
are illuminated,
even when the lights are on,
putting phospors to shame
and time is not capable of diminishing
that ever-steady glow
I'm just Evelyn.
I see an immense amount of beauty and destruction in the universe, and I believe that everything has a deeper meaning if we only care to look closer.
I always have a poem waiting in the pocket of my mortal jeans.
I see an immense amount of beauty and destruction in the universe, and I believe that everything has a deeper meaning if we only care to look closer.
I always have a poem waiting in the pocket of my mortal jeans.
Latest posts by Evelyn (poeticasymptote) (see all)
- Walking At Night - September 19, 2017
- A Call for Chance - August 28, 2017
- Holding On - August 13, 2017
