I wish I could write the way I wanted to.
Exquisitely, Solemnly, delicately.

I would write the chants that
Bloom flowers in autumn
And lullabies for the
Heart wrenching survivors.

I would write the exquisite
beauty of arcane souls and
capture fleeting memories
to keep them alive forever.

I would write the words
that escape my voice and
The thoughtless thoughts
That are unknown and gone.

I would write to the the point
my heart melts into my hands,
my mind is ripped from its existence
My fingers are numb from serene pain.

I wish I could write the way I wanted to.
eccentrically, enthusiastically, ceaselessly.

© Arcane