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she fades to black
She anticipates a chance to dance around teardrops
on a stage she stays focused
consolation lays inside the monologue
her body of works on display
her devouring mouth
ready to explode
distantly, distantly feeling
her struggles hint at her hungry lips
in the hot lights she is echoing
leaving her acting behind
unexpectedly incubated, paralyzed and blind
she exudes in distraction
as she flies into action
after love leaves her
like the flutter of startled starling
taking to the sky
and she cries out why?
once again, she feels the call
so the suffering is back
and then she fades to black
and the curtains fall
Love this it's soo close to
Love this it's soo close to my heart hugs
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Looking forward to reading
Looking forward to reading all your poems. lovely work
Rabherself82
thank you
I look forward to many more of your comments
I am truly sorry for your loss.
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
I always thought it was just
I always thought it was just arriving at the enlightenment that it's senseless to beat a dead horse..... how silly of me.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "