"masamune" poems
Indescribable heat searing fresh skin;
your words mutilate my heart with a Masamune Katana.
Joyfulness your presence once gave - now tarnished- forever tainted.
Bountiful regret saturates your words- emitting rivers of apologies.
But beauty I often saw behind those eyes is replaced
with a distinct shimmer of a Masamune Katana lying just beneath.
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 5:15 AM UTC