Aug 7, 2025
Just a lovely phantom
Loved you at first sight
Loved you at last sight
Love you at ever and ever sight
Was I warned ?
Yes ,but I was in love
The tidal wave of being
My soul longing for thee like a primordial beast
This paradox of living
Of fantasies and phobias
Born from the quiet ectasy that marks the summit of life and beyond which life cannot rise
Ectasy that comes when one is most alive ,yet one has completely forgotten that one is alive
That is I ,clinging to you
A myth
When did I fall into this moral mess
~Carly