12 December 2016

Severus Alexander

Restlessness descends ~

And a dim-lit place confined by light

Broadens other senses, if not 

Sight.. 

 

Softly drifts ~

Something felt, not entirely unseen

Whispered to me in the candles

Flickering

 

Though the darkness still ~

She quivers in implied delight

And love and lust synonymous at their

Height.. 

 

It is there ~

What is better left unknown

Has found me in the shadows, all

Alone

 

And sooner gone ~

Then shifting dreams and small

Sounds of freight, in the silence, and the

Night..

 

 

 

  

  • Author: Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 12th, 2016 12:38
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Tris Eaton

    Oh my god this poem is wonderful, amazing, etc.



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