Poetry – Melancholy

Conceding with vitality,

I breathe in your essence,

Rousing my benevolent breast,

Invigorating my alveolus,

Softening my solace,

It will appease the need,

Converting my unwritten custom,

And soothing the greed,

Of my own desideratum…

 

MysticalMotherFucker

Photo Credit:ย Desiderata

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