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Truth Shown By Night
Auburn hair rest on exposed back
slightly waving curves along the spine
dull is the hazel glancing sight placed
where sapphire eyes reigned smiling
The chocolate stars covering my limbs
simple grasp of freckled mayhem
fair is the face ever so weeping
each night with tears racing of loneliness
Lying awake only to grieve for nothing
pleading to the moon with embers glowing
darkness take my light with fated hands
fancying a life so untouched
From my immortal barren nights
springs the blood of lovers fictional
ever knowing the destiny left at my feet
cursed with seclusion, could it really be truth?
Megan,
Oh, yes, it is true, all too true, and minions experience the same. I like the lack of connecting articles, it conveys spurt of thought, immediacy. Good work.
Walter