The Falling Lady
- Of a constellation in the night sky...
Light of my eyes,,
may I open my soul to you...
When you write of
- pure silence...
.....P
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I can still recall with immaculate precision,
The night we met under starlit skies...
She purses her eyelids
In contorted vain...
Invalid statements spew
from thorny lips...
I walked in nightfall,
Stumbling along sinister lines...
A veil which spreads,
Gently 'round thy heart...
-Note: This poem is for an in club challenge where...
I observed...
She was drinking at a party
On a raging New Year's Eve...
"Love is the only force capable of...
-Martin Luther King, Jr...
Trying to sway me with your false desires
Each time you talk my mind chants liar liar...
No uttered words the poet speaks,
No skies of golden hue...