a dissolving disposition

I'm in a disposition to dissolve into the sky. Serenade me with sonnets, Feed me with the wisdom of poetry. Disquietude be not rude, Be a symphony surrounding me. Eternity engulfs me, Embracing me ardently. I am satiated, flowing over. But pour into this glass, For, like a kiss, satisfaction stirs a hunger. Convey to... Continue Reading →

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