Test Emotion

I’m thinking; and doubting emotions; for something breathes—

The unseen, and journeys—my heart; and I fly joy; and I cry

Pain; and such a surge—this urge to fly. Invent a feeling, my

Fallen love; and cringe the hurt, a crimson tear; and feel a

Spear – pierce the soul; and smile joy; and listen keen; and

Test the source; and nurture grey; for hectic rain—fraughts

The circle; and jasper skies—a need to pause. Curse not a

Thought; and court not a thought; else the wind—a bleeding

Tear; and blue-beige joy—a curse. Invent a feeling: the

Deepest love; and falter love: the deepest love; and plead

For love: a feeling love. Indeed life: fly joy—the highest pain;

And die joy—a touch of glee; and lighted soul, the face of

Woes; a subtle war, a neighbor’s cry. I’m thinking love, a

Touch of angst; and filtered dreams, a cryptic rite.