Illusion Unbound
A beautiful nightmare haunts me,
I am spellbound by her words.
The death of a thousand nights,
the loss of a thousand tales.
Spin me a parable of love and triumph,
wrap me in a fable of pain and life.
Ensnared, I bow to the grace of eloquence
and cry for the mercy of silence.
Copyright © Amy Frazey | Year Posted 2018
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