lust will not satisfy the love we search for
for the former comes from the devious delves from within
at the core of carnality lies cares unawares unbeknownst to the knower but
lover, tis over.
heckling and hurling about with haste to finish but
stop
and feel the cool breeze through trees
shut lids, see the unseen, feel the unfelt, and dwell amongst those who search for the soul.
should you see that they are spaced away, with a hedge of protection around you
reassuring safety and comfort.
and it all fades away
to stray and hold at bay the noise and commotion broken by a door
from which pours a single man, dark as the night, blue as the bright
bidding a good evening
