The faded light of the galaxy in your eyes,
Like a tiny firefly in the endless void,
Irradiates my dark soul with a soft light.
The same blaze emanates from your short and brown hair,
Gleaming and wild ocean of feather of eagle,
Criss-crossed by darker strands, delicate and tenuous,
As fragile and as soft as your little small hands,
That look elfin under my reheating giants,
Dry and huge walls keeping them in an ardent home,
While your black heart is freezing in your flimsy chest,
Stuck in a cage rusty by the murderous time.
Give me the deep darkness of your wounded body,
I will make a divine light of your sunk blackness,
And I will clean and maintain your drab enclosure,
And the shades of unlit night will surely soften,
In a radiant twilight, dazzling and vivid,
That marries scarlet to ominous ebony,
In an epic explosion of bloody half-light.
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Started on November 12th, 4:40 - 5:10
Finished on November 13th, 3:00-3:45
Hey bubbajett I kinda thought about you while writing this poem, so I guess this one is for you?
I love you
This was the last poem of this book.
I will surely write one last part for my personal stuff.
Goodnight to y'all howls.
Thank you.
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Late nights | poetry
الشعرLet the darkness overwhelm your being and your soul. Let it guide you into an intense and ardent imagination. Laisse l'obscurité envahir ton être et ton âme. Laisse la te guider au beau milieu d'une intense et ardente imagination. ------- Been #310...
