Climbing Inside Perfection

Falling whispers float like butterflies across cherished skin,
Curtains raise and fall in smooth, fluid motion.
In that moment I know you're still breathing my name,
Across oceans draped in stars,
Sky pours crescent sunsets into the Earth's horizon.

A shudder misplaced as the breeze,
Unknown spider fingerprints delicately sweeping across my naked skin,
Through the candlelit window a ghost nurses me to sleep,
A parallel distortion of one who feels dead inside.

A victim timid and shy,
Unaware of the sharpness of his fangs.
Laying naked upon the bed sheets,
Giving his body to the ghosts and the stars,
Turning butterfly wings into black rose petals,
Climbing inside perfection.

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SSmoothie's picture

I think I just fell In

I think I just fell In love!!??


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

Affirmation's picture

haha, thank you!

haha, thank you!

SSmoothie's picture

I think I just fell I

I think I just fell I love!!??


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

Mardigan's picture

Damn...you're like a master

Damn...you're like a master at imagery...Not to mention this piece is filled with emotion. Bravo, sir. 

Affirmation's picture

Thanks a lot!! Great to hear

Thanks a lot!! Great to hear :)

allets's picture

It Was The Sky

"pouring..." creative verb usage, the inanimate lives and breathes and becomes faliiby human or here, creation perfection. Read it three times - big hugz for this one. ~Lady A~