Dark Tales

Darkness falls as I take
one final glance at your
unblemished face.
Wiping a tear
from your fading emerald eyes,
as you bestow
your last ailing breath
upon my neck.
I scorn at the jagged
wounds strewn across your chest.
The sweet smell of
your sweat turns the bile
in my stomach.
Beaten in your desire
for bliss, ecstacy, pride,
gratitude... love,
The gradient is steep.
It's a long way to fall,
when your wings have
been burned,shamefull bliss,
exasperated love.

 

Reviews

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

That beautiful , you wriote with so much gentel and pain, I can feel your tears rolling your face while written on your lover, thank you for sharing that tender poem :-) Yossi

[Chistie]

i love this! it is so dark and sad!! good job!!