Mysterious and lunar
Purged of all the
benefits of magic .
She envoked
the quiet ecstasy of
mystical prayer .
A gentle feather lost
in a teardrop .
Temporal words
walked her back
from the edge .
Bloodied by a thorn
from a yellow rose .
Buried deep in the
paltry light
that silhouettes her hair .
Looking at the
soft edge of dawn .
Knowing how much
I’ve surrendered
forever bereft of
the darkness .
I felt the melodies
of faith
and lost her at
the renegade first light .
So religious the fury
of the extinction of hope
beautifully expressed
but slow to comprehend
she handed me a Bible .
I struggle Forth into
the artillery of knowledge
listening to the dark
matter of
crucifixtion music .
Her story moves forward
through the stream
of time on thin ice .
Lost in the pale harmony
of the grandeur
of madness.
She believes she’ll sink
into that ethereal stillness
of Dawn .
I believe her soul will float .
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
Mysterious and lunar
Purged of all the
benefits of magic .
She envoked
the quiet ecstasy of
mystical prayer .
A gentle feather lost
in a teardrop .
Temporal words
walked her back
from the edge .
Bloodied by a thorn
from a yellow rose .
Buried deep in the
paltry light
that silhouettes her hair .
Looking at the
soft edge of dawn .
Knowing how much
I’ve surrendered
forever bereft of
the darkness .
I felt the melodies
of faith
and lost her at
the renegade first light .
So religious the fury
of the extinction of hope
beautifully expressed
but slow to comprehend
she handed me a Bible .
I struggle Forth into
the artillery of knowledge
listening to the dark
matter of
crucifixtion music .
Her story moves forward
through the stream
of time on thin ice .
Lost in the pale harmony
of the grandeur
of madness.
She believes she’ll sink
into that ethereal stillness
of Dawn .
I believe her soul will float .
