Clamorous silence expands ear-to-ear
Jarring to the core, opening flood gates
Pierced only by the eardrum grenadier
And lip-lost whispers spoken far too late
Sweet reprieve in amorous thought of morn'
Though night cold seeps skin-deep, clutching sorrows
Eviscerated of sin and reborn
In the white-veiled promise of tomorrow
Waking moments where memories slumber
A silver-lined canvas that is today
Painted a vibrant shade of midsummer
Laquered in a smile on humble display
Each moment pictures unique perfection
Take bliss in malliable perception.
YOU ARE READING
In Paradisum
PoetryQuotes from a book I'll never write & poetry of the thoughts I'll never voice.
