A promise in a black silk dress does cartwheels in your mysterious world While you stare blinded by the light that plays within your desire You can choose what will come to be your comfort Or what will hold your soul’s own essence In its needful fire
When you are surrounded by the tokens of what you want to hold Can you just go on forever and never look at anything else Then find yourself fumbling for precious memories Of nights before a promise in a black dress Rearranged love’s wealth
Did you know a fire-breathing dragon lies resting within your soul Preparing slowly for a number of years to fill your skies With the glistening black silk of promises that lie Sweet words spinning fiery cartwheels Replacing you and I
Wow. I love the feeling I get from the imagery here. All the black silk and cartwheels. Kind of mysterious.
I can't quite put into words what this poem makes me think of, or my interpretation. I think I'll just sit here and ponder it a little more..:)
There are those of us that must learn the hard way. "If I only new THEN what I know NOW." You leave the reader standing in the middle of warning. To watch as the subject slowly loses everything they thought was worth while. This piece reminds me of a Tori Amos song one verse imparticularly, "And is you place in Heaven worth giving up these kisses?" And to the subject apparently it is. This is a good right that bares warning with calm knowing that things will fall in their favor later down the way. I must say the subject of this piece fell from "Heaven" the minute they let you slip between their fingers. J'adore
Neva, once again you have created a masterpiece! You always seem to find pictures that work so well with your poems, and enhance my experience while reading! Splendid and stunning! What else can I say that hasnt already been said!
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