BlogMas 2017 Day Five - Shh.

Hello. It's Day Five!

The naked honesty of,

Ambiguous glances,

There's that dishonour pertaining, of course,

But to what, just?

The greed of craving the warmth,

Of another soul?

Wise man, if he must,

Fall prey to oblivion,

For the people might be abhorrent,

To the meticulous play of souls,

But hear, something is hushed,

One heartbeat at a time,

Thumping the doors for its release,

Just me, I reckon,

But how can one fight,

Their own soul's ignominy,

"Look me in the eyes",

The voice hung in the air like fog in winter,

Like soft velvet, in the hands of a slimy lady,
The sky craving the wild blue yonder,
Defiling the night's susceptibility,
Against the harshness of the barren roads,

And he smiled, for he knew,

There's no shame, in wanting another person.

Had to write one. Until then.

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.
A.