If the sun broke my heart,
Would it shine on in?
Would my splintering fragments
Fray like a hand tied bushel?
Could you bare to see the day
Which evanescent hot rays
Left sour marks upon my boiling skin?
Scouring pure innocence
With marks of the future.
Tag: fray
Fraying Moors (day 881)
For the day I went away
My eyes they didn’t say
I never wanted to be yours
Alone in soul with unkept moors
Our love sent into fray
I Danced (day 787)
I danced like I had hot rocks in my shoes
Spinning in the cool night air
All around me gathered friends of friends
Fur tails and leather pouches and
Glow sticks in their hair
There was a beat rumbling forth
Striking notes inside my soul
Moving my hips in synch with beautiful people
Surrounding me, smiling as I spun
Watching the light play tricks
On the trees beyond
I didn’t reach out and touch anybody
Far too reserved with my mind about me
Watching the multitudes surge and fray
While the studs balanced upon their horses
And the ladies flaired up their feathers
I danced tonight with unequal steps
Shaking in weird beats per minute
Lights temporarily blinding me
But not a care in the world
With every note stirring my soul and
Shaking my knees with grooves