into a hundred shades of gray
All thoughts misbehaved
Consciousness shouting in vain.
A soft touch, passes by your skin
Caressing voices within
Slowly awake and fire
Something more than desire..
Overused words, tired ideas
Underrated feelings,
Over-eager to love
Stuck in a place, not yet defined.
Colors of mistrust, yet curious taunts inside
Drive it closer, to a material form
Senses of the 7th order
Awaken the night and take you home.
Conscious appeal of the soul
Against all that is not pure
Tired senses need not fight
As all is lost, into the night.
Tomorrow with a hint of yesterday
Love, slight smell of fear
Unknown wild perfumes
Haunt and conceal your name..
10/03/2014
Herning
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