Silver Sun

I question my absurdity in 

Questioning you. I cannot help but

To quiver and clench in 

Iron-weighted pain.

Lukewarm water stars fall

Against butter-kissed cheeks

And  my sickness only just

Resists the urge to die.

It has been long since I last

Felt this. Do not leave me

Open to the elements. It is a 

Pallid disease, as your notions are

Entirely pure. 

With each of the same sound

I bristle. I scramble to meet my 

Reflection, and purse my lips

For you to kiss. And yet,

Meet they will never do.

I must leave you impressed.

And I will leave your mind

When broad skies are neon

And the sun is silver.

Reviews

[Jeremy Baker]

Lovely images and descriptions. I enjoyed reading this!

[Chris]

Old style and scrollwork... good flow, thought-full, my eyes feel 19th century and innocence... and a naivete` of whim and condition.

Take care,
Chris

[Daydreamer54]

beautiful and poetic. i loved the imagery1 ^^

[Veritatis Cupitor]

a very descriptive and vivid piece.

personally enjoyed this unique flow and rhythm. and the actual content is well said and relatable. Actually it's funny how reading this made me think of someone and yet "I don't like him" -.- nice write.

[c.m.]

This is one powerful piece of work. Great job.

[obvious pseudonym]

Very powerful and well written. Trust is a hard thing to earn

[Michael of Gilead]

What I'm getting here is a fear of trust, and you can not find a way to overcome that so you hide it behind a facade beyond which you do not let anyone see?

[.quan.011.]

I am not really good at give review on poem, but what the heck. I think this is beautiful written. Your word choice are powerful and full of emotion. Great Read

[Kiri Nells]

This is a great, powerfully done write. Nice job :) I love it!