Albedo's Spell
Bewitched...
The bone-colored orbit,
hexing, circulatory, delicate,
beset by black velvet pierced thru
by diamond fireflies nailed in place.
A painful cloud of breath, I look up,
run through by cold, teary eyes,
hot blood, frozen time, I wonder,
glazed, hypnotized, transfixed
by the mirror of the sun
...Albedo
Copyright © Dylan Reyes-Cairo | Year Posted 2006
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