Wednesday, January 12, 2011

BLACK

Brave are the nights under the stars,
guided by those lost lights;
mind an abyss so dark so deep
fear penetrating shallow hearts
love a bond so untrue so fickle
lovers entwined by jealousy
pure of black a hate cherished
untouched, unblemished into eternity...

red of blood, fairy-dust
magic from the hinterland
clay to dust dust to clay
charred is everything inside
essences lost lust newfound
reborn into a brevity.....

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