I feel your touch
Too light
To harm me
In the dark.
I am a wounded animal
Too afraid
To take its eyes away
From the hunter.
......
I stumbled away from loneliness and fell into a land called Love.
Upon entry, you must surrender to uncertainty and defenseless transfer thereof
Along with this, you must risk,
your heart as you allow.
At this place, you must grace
your scars and vulnerabilities.
in this place, If you stay
You might enjoy pleasantries.
......
The bog-land never fails to intrigue
Preserved mammoth carcass.
The strangling mangrove roots
Lurk in the water like leviathan tentacles.
Though still, there’s an urge to
Dive and fossilise beneath the stream.
To give in to the marsh
......
The bog-land never fails to intrigue
Preserved mammoth carcass.
The strangling mangrove roots
Lurk in the water like leviathan tentacles.
Though still, there’s an urge to
Dive and fossilise beneath the stream.
To give in to the marsh
......
I feel your touch
Too light
To harm me
In the dark.
I am a wounded animal
Too afraid
To take its eyes away
From the hunter.
......
I stumbled away from loneliness and fell into a land called Love.
Upon entry, you must surrender to uncertainty and defenseless transfer thereof
Along with this, you must risk,
your heart as you allow.
At this place, you must grace
your scars and vulnerabilities.
in this place, If you stay
You might enjoy pleasantries.
......