Craving
By Rambler
Lovers burn for consummation Souls hunger in famine Junkies yearn for the fix Cravings Parched hearts thirst Sick through a history of draughts Drawn from substitution's beckoning well Ready to sell all For a cold drink of meaning Weary of enticing mirage's embrace Enfolding to ashes A solitude of raped expectations and dust from moths wings When craving exceeds Tyranny of self-definition Meaning fills the void Exit appears In the room full of mirrors Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 04 2002 08:00 AM PST, Bruce Newman 0 • 12
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"Lovers burn for consummation..."