Saturday, March 31, 2012

when the kisses are returned empty

when the kisses are returned empty ,
its time to wrap the sky and run;
never to fall back
into shadow of abandoned sun.

the papery lips,
cold as ice
and dry as evening'
a great shallow abyss
of pretentious love ;
unrequited,misunderstood;
cruelly oppressed,
by whims of her breast

rage,rage against thy dryness,
O woman,
Your billion deceptions ,
and My confessions

the hearts shatter
and hands meet,
kneed to the cross,
abandoned, too

And then the desires drouth ;
as Man's madness drops,
and coalesces
into the thick original mud
what is found then?
A non-relieving burden;
and a hopeless salvation.

when the kisses are returned empty..