whistle of the isle
calls all the burden stuck
on my bruised shoulders and back ©
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Third Time
twelve thousand miles ‘part
bound to meet again with less
crowd and empty words ©
Venom
quiet on a balc’ny
where you fired your faultless shot
straight to my veins; hard
venom’s your love that haunted
every single blood in my core ©
Coated
iced coffee, white lies
the truth ain’t gonna be real
words coated with bombs
escape from the tomb of thy
soul that’s studded with dark holes ©
Golden boy
golden hair and boots
shine amidst all the screaming
darkness; lil stardust ©
Summer Street
crispy russet leaves
shatter under thy gold sole
on this lane of summer street
we held hands and swore hast’ly
to never end this journey ©
Protégé
Glass Pyramid
We wander around this crowded abbey
with people who’re lost, hoping to escape abyss
Museums and meteors
Pyramidal figures
Finding the treasure as we walk a little wobbly©
City dreams
the city’s dream to
lie awake, with hushed questions
now, impossible ©
Melissana Lake
The night, as clear as
the crystal waters of Greece;
rushing, flowing brook
you whisper softly, certain
How you loved — and unloved me ©
