a flowing calm
of tearssplashed that
transparent canvas
by a soul
who stroke
through a cold embrace
it received the sadness
which
burned through her
and knew
how mournful her intentions were
though
death
was her only thought
and
as bittersweet
a lullaby
night could sing
the canvas to that painter
was
avowedly
her perfect vessel
Popular Posts
-
My belovéd I am within a void if not with the inspiration of your soul, without the very essence that is you. I have only recently discov...
-
Deep in my mind that acts as my true sight I hide beneath the cloak of my daydreams While knowing only when I wish too bright The thing... -
beyond grave sites that once called my name and eerie whispers had kept me so in direction of the very baring of a cross unveiled through ...
-
Tonight I reminisce, tonight I die Tonight I reminisce, tonight I die I walk with all my burdens on my back I do my best, oh Lord kn... -
deprived of the enshrouding night a reckoning of sorts slips through my fingers 'breathe' whispers my heart...'breathe' ...
-
embark with me but for today through life and not apart the things we are and how we're not our souls that once were scarred by do... -
for you, the one whom i imperishably adore i bleed my heart, my soul, my every whim and by this verse, the beauty that i pour through d...
-
i see no way, no way, no way things as such could lie in me the words I often do convey reveal a mystery frail in tone to be exact ... -
"The intimacy of divine intervention will blossom like a rose and bloom for every moment I kiss your heart with my soul" -f...
-
B ehold! For such light shines deep within E motionally; the shades of their love so fair A nchored to the blanket of stars that do co...
.png "English"){kind=small}
No comments:
Post a Comment