When the last petal unfolds
and heavens whisper unravels
I'll capture you're exhaled twinkle
a rare gem of divinity's design
for you are as of water eroding
my stoney heart,
driving deep within my ambrosial
marrow exhuming minerals of
slumbering understanding
collapsing humility,
releasing a forgotten pyre
sift through the obsidian sands
of regret take my hand lead me
to the poppy plateau fall with me
into satin innocence,
so we may sing as one lark
adrift in the velvet whimper
of a titian sunset waiting
for the stars to weep.
Copyright © 2017 Whisperingquill.All Rights Reserved
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Author:
Whisperingquill (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 27th, 2017 00:17
- Category: Love
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Whisperingquill, I released a forgotten pyre (my name is Peyer), and found my great grand-father!
I hope the stars don't weep, they need to be smiling but I would happy fall with you into satin innocence anytime you want me to. this is such a lovely write and to round it off I fell in love with it.
Well written and expressed
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