Your perfume is black orchid of sadness
Enticing my shadows, rhapsody of madness
I shimmer into your quicksand of scars
Blood ink-stained verses drip, my hands are shears
wholly competing for your moon-starved eyes, I'm
falling over your reckless mountains & dunes of desire
Above, stars are pelting unicorn's lights
Sky is castle of doomsday chaos in our sighs
We hear our hearts beat as birds of prey
Circling in unison - magic - in the fray
Our mouths are filled with dead flowers
And tumbleweeds, caressing stolen hours
Love, let's lie together, stroked (stroking)
in our failing universe, ash-smoked (smoking)
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Exploring Gothic as a Literary Genre hosted by Sanaa Rizvi. Thanks for your visits and comments. This is our last Poetics for 2020 before we go to our Holiday break.
