By Some

Sidelining the shadows
Cautioned hesitance causes
A dip of a limb
Into pools lit in luminescence.
A feeble lane line is supplied
Inquiring as an extension
As its buoyancy acts
As mystical ley lines
Sinking under scrutiny.
Overexposure to ultraviolet rays
Burns the outer epidermal layer
Forcing us back to our den.

Understanding is no longer necessary.
Even if they may be soliloquies,
To be granted a moment of brevity
In the suns flickering radiant gaze
By some passersby,
Is more than enough.

-Sabs-

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It Creeps

Unmitigated strangle thorn verses
Wrap inside a vacuumed state of mind
Tracing its fingers through flesh.
Shuddering at spinal contact
At the thought of a ploy
Concocted with intent.

Her azure eyes smile
In aphrodisiacal gleam.

-Sabs-