To Speak of Nicole

 

Never to be purged from my imagination’s lonely ‘scape

Inimical to hearts of men that grovel in her shadow’s drape

Corruption she has tasted but she won’t fall far from innocence

Out of sorrow’s ashes births the phoenix in magnificence

Living in my memory, she plays her silk symbolic part

Eleven steps ahead of me, she’s stronger than the broken heart

 

Saint-like is the power that she uses to outlive desire

Craving drives a man to madness, never ceases to inspire

Heaven can’t describe the longing driven by her lingering vision

Underneath her fragrant smile, the opulence of indecision

Leaning toward her scented aura, redolence for which I yearn

The bloodline of her memory will lead me down where candles burn

Zealous for her perfect poison evident within her lair

 

….I resurrect a bond in blood reflected in her crimson hair

 

 

Reviews

[Michael V]

Very intricate and detailed..like mapping one your closest to, I love how deep you get merely by exploring the surface..Nice!
Good Job!