On the eve of laying love to rest
I carried my emotions inside a clenched fist
Dispersing the air for all to see
To feel and mortify at an unrestrained spree
My presence was cunning
Sharper than a serpent's tongue
A forked road a hallowed path
That sheds the pretense of wrath
This was my catharsis at dawn
Spiraling about for my skin
Should I mourn my loss
Or meet the sun for a first lover's kiss
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 9:46 AM UTC
On the eve of laying love to rest
I carried my emotions inside a clenched fist
Dispersing the air for all to see
To feel and mortify at an unrestrained spree
My presence was cunning
Sharper than a serpent's tongue
A forked road a hallowed path
That sheds the pretense of wrath
This was my catharsis at dawn
Spiraling about for my skin
Should I mourn my loss
Or meet the sun for a first lover's kiss
