Velvet curtains and dust...

soliloquy

love or carnal lust... 

a stage of forbidden drama

velvet curtains and dust

bitter smoked fresnel lenses

forsaken sheet music lay on the floor

empty gilded box seats above

glowing spectacle no more

awaiting the writer

lost to his quill and flame

scribbling with ink stained nails

soaking parchment insane

in love with his blessed muse 

he so jaded free

with his passion infused

soliloquy...

Author's Note

What do you think?

Reviews

[Yellow Butterfly]

I think.......... this is simply divine

YB