Sunday, February 10, 2013

Untitled #6



Time does not mark me 
I am golden 
An illusionist if you will... 
Love crashes and shatters 
Slamming to the floor 
Yet silent and still... 

I hear nothing 
I see nothing 
I feel nothing yet... 
Your breath on my neck 
Go away, go Away 
It's you I have not met... 

You take my hair 
and force your flesh 
I am dancing with a stranger... 
Your eyes of red 
and nails so sharp 
Who would think it would be danger... 

Not me, Not me I say 
I have danced this dance before... 
Time does not mark me 
I am golden 
And will sleep forever more... 

An illusionist, 
A masterpiece 
Of silence and good graces... 
To the darkness I go 
I know the way 
And will remain forever faceless 

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