Saturday, January 29, 2011

Torn

Sky born feathers of craving
trapped by deep inner conflicts in nakedness
between love’s bare siren and desire’s ravenous nude tyrant,
which wrestle in constant ripping of serenity and peace.

How the heart yearns for a wedding,
an everlasting honeymoon of entwined harmony,
yet each day is another battle between care and savagery
with the pieces of soul left scattered in the brain.

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