Breaking Man

I leave you his new song!
The hearts in wet mornings
That keep journeys long
Longer to seep through the nooks
Where despair desire miss their hooks

The hooks and lure
That act so pure
But ends and but starts
Of dreams and damp parts

Warmth like fire
But not burns of desire
But not runs in despair
A style of no care

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Things that comfort me... are a number of slippery slopes.

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Very Suggestive Ends

despair desire without puntuation makes despair a modifyer and again that wonderful dichotomy of near opposites - it's in your head that way - nice to share it ~~A~~