asvetic

Well it's been abit of some time since I've written anything remotely poetic... So I will try now:


tinge and shiver awaken muscles
dorment for so long
the blue veins push out the old and
the brighter red flushes full
again
out stretched and palms up
chin raised to meet the northern lights.
beauty seems to bounce clear of me.
I truly thought I could embrace
I truly thought I could caress
I truly thought I could careless what you think, but I can't
As a human I'm programmed to search and search and seek
I have no patience to wait, but seeing the virtues in it, I go steadfast.
it maybe soon or never that I am complete.
She'll come round, or I'll go grey again.
letting myself hibernate
until the seasons change again...


* well, what do you think? hated it? loved it? confused by it all? I sound depressed, but don't worry I'm not.