At the bottom

I spill fields of secrets…
for you to see a path to follow
Only one led you here…
The same that may wash me…
From you

No parachute
But falling…

I tread the seat of seduction
We sea saw on the scale of logic and reason
…the glare from the light you
Left on ….in your eyes
Seized me…

Before mine burned down
This battlefield

I’m stuck between a piece of paper
Between your words and mine

Speak slow
Unveil your soul’s surrender
I’ll drink you all…

The net of the heaven’s will catch us…
There is no science
I came for seconds…

Keep talking…
I’m listening…
Let me fill your cup…
And hold you still

Shut your eyes…
Come test my waters
I’ll meet you at the bottom…

At the bottom

TheLastPoet

Joined October 2008

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