Christopher Goat

Christopher Goat
Christopher Goat

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Imperfections

Corruption of my youth,
Swallowed down-
Touches the very fire I walk on.
Amidst the dreaming stars,
I fall obliterated,
Circum by your infinite beauty.
Laid to rest in my graves of doubt,
I feel no more- turn about.
Falling free of all thought-
The center of me is you.
I breathe no more-
To think again-
To wound no more.
Sadly, in her eyes I see myself-
Untouched unvarnished,
Caressess of perfection,
Rolled in silk-
And gently breezed,
Like a summer day.
She dreams,
In the gentle blue of the night-
I found her.
As this blanket of love,
Warms her delicate body.

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