wesmdow
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there was an old thread about this poem, but ive changed it SOOO much i thought id just start a new thread.
TRANQUILITY
some look upon the her with lust,
primal, irrational, and selfish, they act on instinct.
they try to rape her...
O, but the Tranquil Dragon is quick, you see, and clever.
ethereal, elusive... illusory: she'll forever evade capture,
belonging to no man.
few escape the vinegar prison.
none leave unscathed.
logic aside//screw that shit.
i still try. i hunt. search.
i sweat, cry, and bleed.
pursuit of the venery alone,
paints the cold grey world warmer hues.
i catch a glimpse;
her silhouette over the sunset
sublime inspiration.
...but shadows off the corner of the eye
do not satiate--feeding my instinct,
begging: keep searching!
I want her.
...but, can anyone conquer the beast?
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