Starved poet
left for dead
aching for love
fed only dread
years roll by
wounds and scars
always healing
always facing
starved poet
longing to be
understood
lost in the woods
daring to hope
trusting a ghost
longing with hope
know where to
find buried treasure
follow me out
of the cave
of despair
to live again
to feel alive
to have hope
thrive
in a blink of eye
dreamers folly
dreamers quest
anyones guess
to flirt
to touch
to feel the stir
aching
to touch
to hold
to kiss
to love
again
starved poet
alive~
again
take me
as I am
maybe
if you dare…
