In the heart of your ears lovely outstretched feet flowers of ink;
pours burning love on the promenade;
lies in wait! of black devils and black wolves!
In the wine of daylight by the wave.
- would dust with fine gold, the star has wept rose-colour.
The wolves howl back hemmed in by chimaeras.
- the black gallows where the stars are sleeping.
And on the horizon, on the calm black water
embroidered with black moss her great veils rising
tremble at the tones but endless;
I no longer felt myself, and distances from that time,
devouring the green azures where gleams of the daylight
trembled to feel, the twisted trees
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Comments2
really nice write!
With my black mermaid - like dress and azure necklace I followed you till "tremble at the tones but endless."
Then my black silhouette was lost on the horizon, on the calm black water.....
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