The roaming minutes encircle my thoughts
As I delve romantically into the possibility of falling
My associations, they tend for the lift
When my vicarious aberrations cause a pigs tail in their midst
Yet their overworn malicious grin tends to me a harrowing mystique dealt subsequent
Therein, in lieu of stirring a stew in such autonomous disparity, as of late,
I wave the waiter over for the check
and leave breadcrumbs sticking to my plate
Categories:
overworn, allegory,
Form: Personification
The moonlight filtered through
Beautiful gossamer wings
And after a tantalizing path they came
To rest on my icy skin
He took my hand in his
His eyes so deep and black
I closed my eyes in ecstasy
The moonlight melted into the dark
His fingertips caressed my neck
His hand tightened on my waist
The ice travelled down the spine
When I spied his snow white teeth
His mouth met the nerve on my throat
As blood froze in my veins
My life now seem to stop
As I felt his chilly breath on my toes
He bowed before my limp form
Melting like a snowflake overworn
Categories:
overworn, imagination
Form: Free verse