GreedA Poem by Krystal ThomasMy thoughts are growing too deep, I’m starting to feel shallow on the surface. And my mind is tuned in with every wavelength in my path, I could find God in the frequency her breath. But too much of anything, Is too much of a bad thing. And too much of her has got to be the exception. Because having her in healthy dosages is having her for a lifetime, And then dancing with her bodiless energy in the petals of a sunflower. Finitely infinite. And infinitely mine. © 2016 Krystal Thomas |
AuthorKrystal ThomasLexington, KYAboutKrystal. 20. Junior at the University of Kentucky. Amateur writer. more..Writing
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