As the sun set,
I waited for the cool breeze.
I had not felt yet,
the moisture of cold
in the joints of my knees,
but out over the churning waters,
of my mistress, sea,
I was reminded of you
and what I dreamed we'd be.
Too often on nights like this
when the moon affixes my eyes
to the heavens aglitter
I remember your face asweating
and I won't be forgetting
the scar on your belly
that I caused and won't regret.
We'd given birth to a world
that we cradled in our arms,
and we split that world apart,
each claiming to be Atlas, or Hades.
No God deserves such precious gifts.
As the sun rises,
I walk out into the pastures.
My feet are christened by such little blades,
but it is my heart that's cut, torn, bleeding,
and I'll never see you again,
because you died for one of our worlds.
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 9:58 PM UTC
As the sun set,
I waited for the cool breeze.
I had not felt yet,
the moisture of cold
in the joints of my knees,
but out over the churning waters,
of my mistress, sea,
I was reminded of you
and what I dreamed we'd be.
Too often on nights like this
when the moon affixes my eyes
to the heavens aglitter
I remember your face asweating
and I won't be forgetting
the scar on your belly
that I caused and won't regret.
We'd given birth to a world
that we cradled in our arms,
and we split that world apart,
each claiming to be Atlas, or Hades.
No God deserves such precious gifts.
As the sun rises,
I walk out into the pastures.
My feet are christened by such little blades,
but it is my heart that's cut, torn, bleeding,
and I'll never see you again,
because you died for one of our worlds.
I went outside of myself for this one.
I hope someone can connect with this.
Enjoy :)
