asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,

Let me be myself

What do philsophers think of love?
And saints,
when someone else lets their clothes slip off
peeling away the outer layers?
Does the philanthropist still think back
to the days when she'd press her lips to his,
the soft glow of the moonlight
on her breast
upon his chest,
their sweat mixing with the aroma of their love?

The martyr and the humanist,
the great thinkers and peace-bringers,
what do they think of love?

  • (no subject)

    its the strength to be myself through all these years that everybody didn’t notice or everybody hated. I can smile a little because of it now,…

  • (no subject)

    You were a sending flower fast and deep. Your petals moors your ankles steep and i I sailed away and i drowned in you. I went down to the root of…

  • wedged in the other

    What a fool. Just be honest. If you cant ask the questions no one else will. I was always ready for the answers. I was never scared.

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