Blackness cloaks me in eternal night.
My lips bleed, red ruby drops of blood
that I drank from an unsuspecting mortal.
My hair is a shadow, my eyes, two fathomless
pools of deep regret and longing, for something
that I can no longer feel.
Dawn approaches now and my night is spent.
But before I retreat to the dark solitude of
my unearthly crept, I place my hand on the
window pane and feel the first sharp stings
of sunlight, ripping my flesh like a giant
golden scorpion.
Did I cry? I'm not sure,
but I go now. Leaving the day as I once found
it. Beautiful, like a lost and mysterious desert
of old that I may only read about in books
or die for an eternity, burning in its light...
If only to feel the warmth on my face,
for one second longer...
~I just found this poem.
~I loved it, so I wanted to share this to you. :)
-S.Reyes
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