Loves Shadow
Is not a man without love a speck of dust frivolously falling in a dream?
As he blindly stares as malefic mirrors rust with no reflection to redeem
His heart does yearn and may combust where love has lost its gleam
The speck is swept in a gust thus forever falling into the infinite stream
Whispers fall from sardonic sky as tears accumulate in the sclerosed sea
Within the darkness we hear a cry as the sensorial sorrows beg to plea
For in loves shadow a black hole does lie filled with dramaturgic debris
We ask the question why love distraughtly departs from you and me.
Jan.24.2018
CONTEST NO 390 ANY FORM
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2018
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