Molten gold
glitter burns
a touch
and our fingers glow
We draw sigils
in the empty air between us
runes of yesterday
trapped echoes of the way
you seared yourself upon me
The sky burns
green for copper
the taste of blood
gold for promise
a price paid
We spell out
farewells
in arcane tongues
whispers pulse
and harangue
sound gathered in
the raised hand
against my face
No
not loud enough
yet love
scream your loss to my eyes
so i can only see your goodbyes
so i can only
be a reprise
mentioned at the end of days
The runes
flare and fade
our conversation
cinders falling
to cling upon
bare walls
where once
we hung frames
where once
you called my name
as I thrust against you
The gold hardens
sets
a thin metal sheet of regret
Melting into you
becoming me
leaving us
behind
2 comments:
omg! I thought I had clicked on the wrong website link! I had to go back and check.
I like the redecorating :)
I love your trademark drift in rhyme and great use of language in this poem. It's a true example of all the best things your style utilises. Lovely poem.
Well thank you :)
Glad you like the lay out, I am not actually sure how that happened lol
I really shouldn't mess with the buttons on this site *grin*
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