Thursday 22 December 2022

End of Love

 End of love.


Seems like now

But what is Love?

Who can tell me?

Surely you would know 


My love lies somewhere in your eyes of cerulean blue

While yours is the shadow time when hypnotic kisses declare love and make promises that dissolve with approaching dawn.

None existent 


Thousands and one night 

Love and passion rose

When you where still there for me to behold...


It didn't take me the breath of all my life but I assure you, it took me every Fibre of my being to fall back into love and love with you 

In this frigid state.


I reminisce when this was simple

When thoughts of you where utter bliss

When you where the priest of my noetic eyes and I was the priestess of your unpoetic pain,

We where a miracle.

Unapproved. 


But now you're somewhere behind me

You have my heart

And my soul bleeds black 

To rise to where spirits flow and my current weapon is endurance as I slowly fall into death

A death of my heart and it's heart........

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