Trust

Beneath the window sill my heart is left with a crystal cat,folding memory and tucked away I ran ahead to hurry back,I never did leave at the setting sun never unlocked what was stored away,only this poets verse it did open for never the rain but rainbows ray.held so close to bosoms breast a feathered angels 
breath thin and fragile an earthly 
test a life before it's death, I give 
away no sacrifice no truth to tell a 
lie an end to the first beginning of 
a tear that never cried.a borrowed 
look a constant stare an outward 
wandering across the plain through 
deasert storm to be lost inside the 
conjuring,where were you I did not 
know your name in birth you had 
mine was mine in crysalis fell from lips to pad,I recorded with reckless 
vanity a soundtrack of repeated 
years songs that filled the nights 
with days the skies with cupids 
tears,I am paused and stopped 
returned to dust a man of 
memories on a path of twisted 
turning lust holding cups of burning 
testimonies.this screen is fake 
behind the glass where bodies 
intertwine for we the fallen soilders 
Calling from graves of blood and 
wine,its not a rhyme this 
poetry it's nothing without it's 
ghost we watch we learn we write 
it down and that be said of 
most,carried language to far off 
lands a rested sanctuary leave me 
there Tis where I live a place of 
filed misery.

 

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