White Minx~Black Cotton

White minx mixed murky slurps with smirks lurking perched

hurting the herded and church bells tolling 

averted eyes toiling

inverted dice foiling

the soiled mirth gilded shielded and oiled with black cotton

stark forgotten autumn leaves upon him

leaves besotted with gravel pitch as larks sing to the itch of grave hymns

melded tested and coiled around heart

his tinder and match faltering

aching for false starts

minds unravels to the tempo of a mocking tart jinx

wrapped in the dark rotten of forgotten with a white minx sapped and lauded 

Reviews

[Kesha]

I really enjoyed the rhyme scheme to this and the way it was formed, nicely done here!

averted eyes toiling
inverted dice foiling

Not sure why, but I really like those lines!

[Chase Dylan]

They are indeed whimsical blurs of phrase... Thank you, and ever so glad you enjoyed...

[Kesha]

You are very welcome :)

[duff]

There are moments in life when you just smile and reading this did that. The beat makes you bob your head to it. Anything with a good beat has my attention. Nice work man

[Chase Dylan]

Thanks, buddy... I always enjoy your words very much... You seem to get that a beat is used for everything I write, haha...