PLACES

by Black_Aphrodite

 

Joy and wonder; gilded cup yields to me its nectar

Halcyon days, a burst of stars to herald my Presence

Skimming the water’s surface, the delicious Thrill

Traveling along my nerve endings

Traveling without moving

 

Anger and sorrow; bitter brew acid bile choking me

Stormy nights, harsh twisting winds to tear away at me

Braving the Hurricane, the ferocious punishing Blizzard

The stench of Fear and Dread trickling down my spine

Traveling, traveling

 

Places both near and far beckon.

Shall I answer the call?

Do I dare not to?