Like roping a whisper

speak to me in brutal truth
but riddled tongue
of dark driving labyrinth rains
avenues and urban turns
like alleyways and hunger
of homeless waifs and despair
decaying lights that never die

i will give you my blood
to wear as paint on your cheek
like the streaks of red dawn
raw as the fields of wheat

dancing lilies drip past me
like calligraphy fine as webs
as you spell out your mystery
twisting in a dying wind

i cannot hold your skin
it seeps from my veins like
the curse of orchid sin
it is infinite this tyranny
of wishing on fallen stars
and tainted seraphim’s

Like roping a whisper

Christie  Moses

Joined July 2009

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There are things that cannot be changed, and others that cannot be held.

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