Darkness Calls

In your arms,

I find comfort,
Upon my back 
With bloodied lips;
And smoke dancing
Against the lights,
That is comfort.
In your arms

I find pain,
Fingertips from strangers
And flowers rain.
Betrayal eases me.
It is familiar,
And lifesaving. 
Those words of yours;
Those silk lies 
That slide from your throat 
And Into mine,

Let’s start again.
 A new face 
To replace mine.
Hold me down

Until copper coats
My deceit drenched tongue 
And I cannot think, 
Cannot speak

Or dream 
About her anymore.
 Until eyes fade
And darkness calls.

Deception;
Hold me,

Until dawn.

Reviews

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