Deep Ends Of A Heart

Would you gather the bits
That make me tick
Scratch the depths
Wells that make me brick
Tie your conscience
Fall on the brink
Know me
Know a deep drink

What makes you
Most shiver
They attack me
Like windy fever
I have to wake up
And do something

Swim on a trip
Into the world I live
The Love City
Drawn by token streets
You would lay taken
Drawn like well water
Drown and then saunter

Deep ends,deep ends
Depend on a deep turf
Tough depth
Distortions and dents
Pain and repents
Loves I lent
Unearth these deep ends

Post Author: Eric Onyango Otieno

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