Dawn sets and again my sheets are unwrinkled
Why is it that love spreads across heavy..
When reaching me it’s Sprinkled…
Lost from the loneliness my heart mingle..
My thoughts are moon fed,
Meaning I think highly..
Trying to understand the concept of being a King..
As I pursue the motion, no one cares to join, but automatically I’m driven by spirit…
Rather you feel it, when it speaks I listen..
This leaves me in an unwanted, but much needed position…
My vision.. My vision is in a course of collision..
The personal and business,
Life style of living…
Causes the difference…
The difference between us there’s no trust because you don’t dream as I do..
Therefore I care more, which makes me rare..
A King in rough sails..
Yet surviving is the least of one’s worries when walking lonely trails…..
A: Poetic Thought By: Marvel
“Lonely Trails” Is A Poetic Thought by: Marvel Saffold © Copyright Marlevous Thoughts 2014, All Rights Reserved.
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