The Deeping
I am the darkest
The night silence
Sleeping on your lips
I am the shadow
Dreaming
The call in voiceless
Speaking
The brooding penumbra
Which cast upon your heart
The desire
Of the stars
I am the following footstep
Some ghost
On which your path
I tread
The burning night
Where your love
Laid out its sacrifice
I am the dark whisper
A black ink well
Into all your thoughts I collapse
Silent
A haunted space amongst your hearts
A tremor of who
You really are
I am the deep
Into you I fall
With ripples on a timeless pool
I hide in every corner
Of your soul
I am the darkest
Of the nascent light
Kept in an ever flowing cup
The wine upon a parched kiss
Of love
And burned within the hunted flame
Every bead of sweat
Breathed within passions net
As I lift from such a quivering tongue
The evanescence
You have not known me
Save in the deepest realms
Of unremembered
Dreams
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2011
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