The Goddess Of The Tomes

A beauty to words.

The sun and the moon never seem to get along,

One much bigger, so much more strong.

The other, so small, can only tag along,

I wonder where she’ll be after this short little song.

 

A building so bright, when under the moon’s light,

Seems to only compliment her radiance, and her smile’s delight.

As she walks down the block with a book in one hand,

The sun chases her down, but she is only man.

 

A knife can be found, in any little compartment,

Especially here, in this tiny apartment.

Where she visits so often, with a book in one hand,

To her little safe haven, with no other man.

 

Short raven hair, that matches her eyes,

Glasses so old, even she can see her demise.

I wonder where you’ll be, after this short little piece,

Perhaps somewhere near, where she’ll rest in peace.

Author's Note

For a Contest.

Reviews

[NA]

Another awesome read! Again deep, dark and brilliant...enjoyed :)

[Soma-ko]

Haha, and once again, thank you. :)