Thursday, 31 December 2015

Fallen.


As the mind dwells passive
into lucid lakes,
forget not the madness
that merged harm's way

but the sanity of beings
who forever dismayed,
the soul in your heartbeat;

of that they betrayed.

*

And if you cover your eyes
with pigments of grey,
you'll smoother your heartbeat
and fall
in dismay





..but I've never gone deeper
as deeper as this

fallen so gently,
into her petal kiss.




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