Song that I am listening to while writing the following poem:
Let Me Go By KDrew, Rico & Miella
If only I could muster of the words to tell people exactly how I feel As limited as my vocabulary is, my breath mutters more than any definition could scream So the way my body moves is it’s own language undefined, unnoticed
Tear drops are the one thing I can rely on, just as pictures explain more than anything vocalized ever could It’s taken me years to realize, appreciate such gestures as those subliminal images Atleast for now, poetry radiates a bit of what can be seen if you allow your imagination to gather enough information from such things
For now, kisses are the one form of poetry I haven’t experienced enough The way lips softly brush the canvas with light strokes and butterfly lashes fluttering quickly as fast as one blinks marking it’s territory by leaving trails of salty tear like substances
One day I’ll be able to find a new canvas to project such broad ideas onto and jump back and look for a bird’s eye view as such an illusion may appear from afar
Embraeyceing 