(my greatest failure - five years later)
What is this covet
Inside of my mind,
This subtle inscription
So purely defined?
When fairy-tales ceased
And images stopped
I padlocked my door
Yet, inside you walked
The present; suspended
Your hand on the frame
Your question extended
Amidst my derange.
Constructing the green
Encased in your eyes
Surrounded in gold. . .
Abundant inside
Under your slumber
I found my abyss;
Subtle as thunder
Perpetual hunger. . .
Holding the moon;
Discovering you
Our lives, intertwined
By golden fused blue.
Once, you accused me
Of not needing you
Yet, nothing you’d utter
Could be more untrue
No matter how distant,
Undone and askew;
No matter the question
I’ll always keep you.
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 6:22 AM UTC
(my greatest failure - five years later)
What is this covet
Inside of my mind,
This subtle inscription
So purely defined?
When fairy-tales ceased
And images stopped
I padlocked my door
Yet, inside you walked
The present; suspended
Your hand on the frame
Your question extended
Amidst my derange.
Constructing the green
Encased in your eyes
Surrounded in gold. . .
Abundant inside
Under your slumber
I found my abyss;
Subtle as thunder
Perpetual hunger. . .
Holding the moon;
Discovering you
Our lives, intertwined
By golden fused blue.
Once, you accused me
Of not needing you
Yet, nothing you’d utter
Could be more untrue
No matter how distant,
Undone and askew;
No matter the question
I’ll always keep you.
How I saw you, post your Narcissistic Personality Disorder - that is.
(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016.)
