I feel
haunting whispers waft across my skin,
as
tumultuous tides swallow the memory of you_
and
lavender shadows creep along the sands;
but the
ebb and flow of the ebony ocean
torture
with sighs of yesterday,
as the
wind rides the stallion of the dark
beneath
a black lingerie sky_
and the
salty musk in the luster of once was
lingers
as the night speaks within the
bittersweet
language of love_
And the
twilight dissolves within a fiendish sea
consumed
with the interpretation of rapture.
©SyberRose