I've got coffee. I've got the Internet. What more do I need?
Well. I must confess. A thirst so unbearable I do suppress.
My fair weathered lady is the object of an ongoing obsession.
Not an obsession of the sort, rather desire I do contort.
Give her my namesake and a warm bed to raze.
Build her a tower to raise our kin.
Tangled infatuations, all ablaze.
Foaming and Flowing I fill her cup to brim.
Nothing ever so magnificent as the light being poured from my head.
I miss the We. I miss the Us. I miss what we never had. I miss what we Lost.
I miss the lust.
But, Most of All, I miss You.
FYI - I don't understand poetry. This is just how my brain works sometimes. No discernible pattern to the 'madness.' I take no time for rhymes and reason. Hash it out quick before the thoughts can leave your headhole.
Well. I must confess. A thirst so unbearable I do suppress.
My fair weathered lady is the object of an ongoing obsession.
Not an obsession of the sort, rather desire I do contort.
Give her my namesake and a warm bed to raze.
Build her a tower to raise our kin.
Tangled infatuations, all ablaze.
Foaming and Flowing I fill her cup to brim.
Nothing ever so magnificent as the light being poured from my head.
I miss the We. I miss the Us. I miss what we never had. I miss what we Lost.
I miss the lust.
But, Most of All, I miss You.
FYI - I don't understand poetry. This is just how my brain works sometimes. No discernible pattern to the 'madness.' I take no time for rhymes and reason. Hash it out quick before the thoughts can leave your headhole.
