Chains of lorn keep me lost
Adrift my life wanders
Neglected condition tears me whole,
so I spiraled down the
previous hole -
my chest of memories, or so
it engraves
I saw this warm glow ahead of me,
directed I found myself to be
Heaving through pressured instability
One last time, an excuse of mine
Longing for the tender embrace
you always showered
Don't you look fine, with your head buried
in my pillow chest.
You totally won't hear how my soul
excitingly palpitates,
how it flutters with your giggle
ingrained in my brain
Oh, how lovely it is to connect again -
arms as interlocked chains
for I wouldn't mind
being tied to you
Until then, once more I shall ask:
"Can I hold you?"
--Ye Zhen, @cxline0816 on Instagram, 14/7/2024
Theme : Love