One-Eyed Muse
She was just a phantom gleam
In the shadow of the light
As old as the oldest dream
On a cold and tranquil night
As fluid as mythic love
As palpable as fright
Trembling in awe
In the grasp of delight
As sad as a memoir
On an empty page
As lonely as a widow
Dancing in the rain
She returned like a song
In the memory of the dead
Repeating like a nagging voice
Inside a madman's head
And as moist as the dullest thought
In a melting brain
She dribbled like a lunatic
Muttering in pain
Written by © Raven Drake
Copyright © Raven Drake | Year Posted 2014
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