by Hakim


Its like white shadows on dark steps,
like a wooden box that attracts magnets,
I am drawn to you when I know I shouldn`t be
your thoughts of me merely my delusions,
Its like a sea full of sand, water for land,
sunshine that only beams hot and bright at night,
but canít see in the light
the things that I wish were there.
Engines with no gears that run on air
a first class ticket on a sold out train going nowhere,
at times I wish I could get there,
arrive after midnight with the moon it glows
and follows my every step

Thirst by Hakim

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