Aqueous

Aqueous

A Poem by Perdition

I always adored her in blue

An element extraordinary and

Terrifying in the way light

Burned against our skin

 

The doubt beneath her lips

The desolation that levied her eyes

As days drew this out with a marbled cancer

Crippling dusk onto a sensually pale end

 

We would trace hands

Sundays never found us shy

But like bricks we were stiff

Resigned

Imprisoned and made to hold back the last hours

Our fantasy flooded into fear

 

Just the way aqueous streams

Though I imagine time would tell all differently

Nothing grows as well as a hunger in darkness

 

After our last veneer

With fire pausing over night

Stories like sex kept us smiling

 

Now

All is gone

The fire a tombstone

The song

A blue rendering

Wedded to the wetlands

Memories turned unto weeds

 

What I reminisce is

Terrifying

Something in weight of birth against

Life’s eventual decline

A wanting of

Her eyes

A blue beginning

I will never know

Again

 

© 2015 Perdition


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And Now, I believe the Blue beginning has yet to arrive... The strike you will receive WILL be both Euphoric and Terrifying for the Thunders will Roar and Lightening will deafen all the senses save one
when blue meets the Hawk in Flight

Posted 8 Years Ago


Seriously this one is astounding in the way it is worded. Beautifully crafted!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Perdition

8 Years Ago

Thanks ...always surprises me when the wilderness of repressed times begins to rise and settle one l.. read more
Jane Taylor Hardy

8 Years Ago

Hmmmm yes an intriguing question. Poetry often comes to me at that time. Again, a job well done an.. read more
This one is incredibly beautiful! Brings to mind certain memories I will never make again. Foolishly I thought there would always be a next time...only to find out I've only learned to stumble.

Wishing you well.

Alisa💫

Posted 8 Years Ago


Perdition

8 Years Ago

Aint life just grand..and there is time...ya just have to be foolish again!
Thanks Hawaii

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