I clutch the coruscating shadows That enshroud my withered being. I command them to stand aside And permit me to peek. For, I feel your thrilling advent-- Dry leaves and twigs crackle Beneath your blessed feet. I merely wish to glimpse The enthralling presence Of your arresting countenance; And then, trundle back, hastily, To the comfort of my phantasms-- Where my weary heart is safeguarded From inebriating rejection And futile hope. "Jaded Yearning" (c) Pinterest Photo. #jaded_yearning #diwa #yqbaba
