the moist droplets of a warm serenity
how i was warned by the bask, the dark of all his cracks
the eve in the night, the recluse of sunlight
use of fire and division to create diversions
an image in the rough and eyes with green of envy
from side to side and lathered through the middle
spread in a bed full of lies
used blue skies to disguise fright from shine
a constant need for beginning, to hide from the truth of his dusk
the darkness swarms and warns from a distance
coming and going and traveling at the speed of light
causing and living in a world full of smite
it dies and lives and comes again
exists in the new and hides in his brain
he can’t foresee, but his power of pain never leaves
storms in the night and lives in his pores
comes and goes and cries as he envisions
a plead for love, someone to care for
but he’s unconscious to affection and lives in seduction
has a soul so opaque that leaves his heart out at sea
always wandering, wading and waiting as his subconscious ruins his emotions and twirls his lust for love behind shaded trees