I clawed at the dawn
Beneath a porphyritic slab
My innocence dead and gone
Apparitions of lovers
How fleeting they become
Hiding under darkness cover
To glimpse eyes of aqua
Find a gentle smile
Amongst the vast astral
For affections I seek not more
Who to comprehend my void
Just a pretty face at the door
Lying beneath a porphyritic stone
Categories:
porphyritic, loss,
Form: Rhyme