Poems from michaelw1two
And: Objections lens, itself towards thee,
to wit between, your view and which witch being meant;
then instant caustic, bee an irritant,...
My unclear mind’s refuse,
to read your deepest thoughts;
this hallowed consciousness,
now reamed of its trust;
the lack of you, beside me...
beating hearts
knowin how it starts
we imagine
what doesn't like reality
focusing incredible
blinding eyes
believing lies
forgiving those...