Victim of Art

Baylee

My darling, I am

a victim of art

 

Mercilessly attacked

by the graces of the shadows

in the eventide

 

They come for me;

come to take me away

to join the light which laureates

the earth’s face at daybreak

 

But much to their surprise

I am the one to consume them -

breathe them in as a relieving lungfull

of crisp morning mountain air

 

They are banished to my brain

where they will inspire me;

lend me their creative wings

allow me to hear music

and choreograph the perfect, original dance

 

But one such dance can only be designed

with the undying passion,

the eternal adoration

 

For the sport of loving such a monster

as the shadows.

 

  • Author: Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 13th, 2018 09:17
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Crystal Hope

    an incredible write. awesome job!

    • Baylee

      Thank youu



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