Oht Stories

I was a part of them and yet I wasn't A friend, a convenience, an occasional invited guestOr so it seemsA part of the world I'm surveyingFrom far above it, in spaceSwimming through the embryonic sacOf another discovered wormholeCursed to cycle in a circular motionLike waves to the coasts, on the beach, near the ocean Or so it seemsA beast most would wish not to burden themselves withIn whispers they say that I'm wrong to...

I want youMore than any man has everIn any form I can have youWhether I have to wilt awayAnd slither back to where it is I came fromI need youMore than the deserts wish for rainTo supplicate the fields Which used to hold so much promiseHow dry they remain Waiting patiently to be blessedBy the tears of a maidenWho knows no boundariesAnd washes away the sadnessOf one lowly travelerHe writes across life's pagesScrawled penma...