The OrchestrateA Poem by Color of the IrisNotes of pure blackness are willed upon the paper And my soul feels split in two Harmonies of sweet darkness steal my heart again And these things I feel for you The night weighs heavy on your ice-blue eyes As you crave my sorrow to live The twisted melodies you create meant to hypnotize I’m feeling my soul start to give My soul falls dim and captivated by your shadow I can feel its life pulse through me As your eyes totally destroy me, leaving me hollow Dying for you leaves me with peace And as the piano sends me into a world of white I dream of our once secret sanctuary But now it’s corrupted by the sound of the angel’s trumpet Leaving you to feel empty, and blurry And as the night gives way to the pink hues of dawn I feel myself awaken in your sweet arms Traces of a long night of poisoness captivations long gone I close my eyes and smile as I feel free from harm
© 2012 Color of the IrisAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 21, 2012 Last Updated on March 21, 2012 AuthorColor of the IrisA Nemesis StarAboutMy world needs no explaining. If you should need to make an assumption about me, look to my writing. All of your answers will lie there. If you have any specific questions, message me. Have a wond.. more..Writing
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