By Sarah Ward, Elektraphrog Editor
Essence of hope in my soul
Rubs off on your weary eyes;
Lies that you listen to
Taunt and breed rich jealousy
Open the shackles restraining my truth:
I long for your heartbeat on my pillow.
Breathe silence into my ears.
Curse hindrances and the beast of salacity.
Demolish the end.
And we can travel together.