And she was pale

2013

And She was Pale

 

Not for the beautiful smoke

Is fading out of here

But for the black joke

Is life getting clear

 

The dampness of yearning

The kiss of a fictional angel

With the softness of a white rose blooming

In thousand royal gardens

That embrace of sharped glass is killing

The redness of her cheeks

Welcoming a  sore soul

 

Pale in her life of silly dreams

Pale are her raveries

Sinking down in a white foam sea

Twisting her reality of emptiness