Hawks

Shall I say I have known the arms already—known all I don’t need the eternal note of sadness before I believe you... I’ve walked in the night-wind with its roar carried dreams on the back on this darkling plain yet, I never knew those supple eyes had a maelstrom of unkind desires hidden in their peeps and tweets I never knew your embraces had such cruelest spites, the most unkind in the divinely design The lips are no source of life either, they birthed venoms spit death threats conceived in the darkest shadow In our search for pleasure we never knew it will be a consort of pain that erupts agonies even in my slumber. Beneath the giant lady Liberty I stand confused about the road to the land of dreams…… They say, living fire can beget cold impotent ashes you’ve become yesterday's hot fire that begot today's cold ashes……. Hmmm, wish we never met