Slave

I hear you tonight
A subtle whisper wind-borne
Uttered promises within the blissful breeze
The night sky a slate
Enchanted by nothingness
Empty, not meaningless
Possibility looms menacing
solitary sigh softly escapes
an icy chill upon the cheek
a stroke of madness
the temptation of isolation
The Perfect Resolution.
yet, a remote regret lingers intent
the daunting truth sobers
recoiling sensibility
bitterness brews, boiling, bubbling
Dancing in the teardrop rain
monstrous beauty taunting
A breath of air, leaves drift sky-bound
ignorance neglects to recognise
The stars are not alone
Open eyes reveal pure awe
satiated, momentarily
you know I'll be listening again soon.

◄ You.

Whispers ►

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