Uprising

Distant places you've been
The world of things you have and haven't yet seen
The road well traveled
Sometimes better
Sometimes worse
Paradise
Is often a disguised curse
From sharpened tips to the edge of your soul
A touch so cold
So cold
Burns you like liquid fire
Is it love, lust, unquenchable desire?
Slow growing needs
Shifting thoughts
Wild sprouting weeds
Transforming themselves into...
Hungry misdeeds
Your shadow under multiple skies
I can feel your heart beating
Craving darkness
When I look into your eyes...

Uprising...

I am

JM

DragonSlaya

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