Poems from G4RY-
Fire-side. Divisions hemming -- solitude.
Aware of teasing fervor beckoning
Me forward into endless altitude...
To only tumble down,...
My heart is beside me, I am dying.
This room has turned black and stillness grows on.
My chassis slows and I die while flying.
These...
You jetted in and stole my heart away.
Left a hole of death in its flame proof space.
Leaving flesh to lay, burning and decay.
My heart...
Dig away from all the dissappointment
I get lonley in caves all by myself.
Thoughts lose everything all in the moment,
Scraping nails upon...
It comes and goes.
In droves of untamed flows.
Pretty, I feel this could go far...
Our love.
(Written in CInquain Pattern 3)