cravings and illusions..

I want it all.

What all implements to human kind of peculiarity foreshadows.

My meaningless life seldom gives me comfort without you.

I see many of my kind engaged in their own lives with significant`s.

Layers of white fabrics draping over spaces of skin.

Petals of marvels clenched with the softest touch of finger tips.

Caressing the stems of emerald nature in disbelief of the moment.

I see you in my dreams with a look so gentle and pure,

Oh how I yawn for your eyes to meet mine in a moment of coincidence.

I mourn my past with unconscious walks down the lanes and teary rivers.

Dusting off book covers that hold my existence within you…

The sighs cross my heart like passengers through a paved path of a city hall…

Stepping stones I build to keep myself immunized while I trail the fragile sand dunes of hurt

Years have pilled themselves on my years of being with utter force and presumption…

Strong winds and mighty hurricanes quake them to halves, be defeated with brilliance…

The depths in I poise shake the cores of the subsistence unhindered the rivulets in those windows of my soul bleed dry…

Carriage`d down an isle of sea shells and pine pendants.

Airborne I want to be lifted on the wings of an cherub, seesawed into the finest purity of white clouds and cushions…

Heavenly succulence of fruits and watery leafs of rainbows and gold lacings rimming the edges…

Hope once it won't be an illusion, my dear, but truth...

Oh, let me assure you Yume... These things are what I yearn the most.