a constant fear keeps embracing me
its limbs and fingers wrapping me in with white silk
so dull, yet comforting
it grabs each hair, flesh and dirt
blowing soothing winds upon me
dancing and swirling me across the ballroom floor
a constant fear
a lingering fear
a humming fear
an alluring fear
it´s what keeps me alive
black panther
2 comments:
Hey Fearless. Hope you are good. Nice poem there!
you are on a role here ... am wondering why i dont get you feeds no more....
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