Muerte Winds

whisperingquill

Swim into the
shine locus
yesterday's
nay die,

only too drip
umbra water

cleansing the fierce
yawp of verve,

marrow's banner
flaps brazenly

kiss the onyx glee
rage contra submit

stifle the advance
of collectors larceny,

cast a wave
to a fleeting sun
sum of lessons spun,

run this course
to bask in mirth

until my spark
dimly soars,

crimson nectar
coldly stones,

vapor wraith
flutters inertia
gleams asunder,

deific clemency
shutters teeter
into the stutter,

of mondo passé.

  • Author: Whisperingquill (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 2nd, 2017 10:50
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 32
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