The knowing of such great boundaries,
Sends shards of glass through my flaming heart.
Feeling the river of desire rip through me,
At every glance.
The scent of fresh want lives within this undertow of skin.
A ball and chain are always inches from my feet,
While the watch on my wrist begins to sting.
It burns a whole on every second I could be floating on a cloud,
Matching the heights of that burning scent in the back of my head.
Everyday I force my eyes to watch,
Never to wander.
Struggling to focus on the right thing’s.
Such great beauty is nothing that should be ignored.
But in the same breath is the hardest thing to ignore.
