Big Eyes
Sunken eyes behind deep illuminated presence
Behind many Queen's fable mirrors distort her betray
Metal heart maiden's rust rainbows graphite tint decay
Becoming who we knew inside sunsets left countenance
Like burnish gold forgotten beyond sense day drifts
Of cold courage refusal stamps our candle rapture glow
Signal fail pretense captures past caption ruse
Window's crash open allowing reaper's flyer fare through;
Live's embody pain of thorns eternal discourse
Storms light the fracture empty finger toss bone white
Past movie star caskets parade pull of fashion flush
Leaving scatter existent hue under shades winter blue
Copyright © Mark Miller | Year Posted 2018
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