Swirls Centered and Settled
Would you there strongest tie not your knot
To That which the feeble me fakes not?
To that which the frightened me fears not?
To the sunken souls of the sadist me not?
And on ultimatum live in deceptions of desires,
Drained and dusted by winds long gone.
Would you there at best convince me again,
To the then lost, the love and in vain maintain,
To the then rumours, the winds gone and in it claim,
That for which the hearts heavy find happiness pure,
And on the ultimatum live in receptions of longing,
Dipped and dusted in fines of golden gestures.
Won't you for which I write, read and comprehend,
The codings, the wordings whirled and undefined,
That for which I shall presume to have embodied,
All my give-aways, the swirls centered and settled.
5th October 2018
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