Would I be loved
Love, a name the world is built on is a mystical feeling that attracts every human regardless of their colour, gender or believe. Thus, it can only be understood by those in one. So then, the question is, when and how will it find you? Little clouds hover Beyond my naked skin, Seeking refuge from a forgotten maggot Swallowed by doubt tossed by sanity twist Of a weak malice and delaying cover. Will my mind ever felt What it meant to bathe in sun dust? Cleaning my lingering stance of faith In the eclipse of love over hate Fishing the sea for treasure hidden in myth.