????(From the readers' hearts)

Imagine as you read^^

Beneath the azure,

I'm wriggling on the-

ground trodden by-

thee like a worn wriggling-

onwards to the soft grass of love

where thee always tread with-

the crumbling heart of joy.

 

In this clime,

the wind is blowing,

it blows my flesh to the-

way of terror where i wriggle-

no more in faith of love.

Author's Note

again,Comments are needed,thanks^^

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the way you described the need and desire of love. Love can take us down and make us desire emptiness. I like the way you make the language have life and purpose. You must be a reader of good literature. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Aleyah]

Awh, this is so...sad. Even in the shortness of it, it captures emotion and definitely lets the reader know your train of thought. Again, I like your dashes, and I especially like the part where it goes, "where thee always tread with-the crumbling heart of joy." I love that ^^...anyhow, great job.