Amantes Sunt Amentes

(£overs are £unitics)

Shall I

 compare

your  beauty,

to that of a silent,

still, 

and quiet, found on  daft moonlit sky?

Better then,  than perhaps to the flicker of the schizophrenic shadows

that dance in perfect cadence, to  the cascading luminesce of the night?

Nae I say, for a beauty such as yours , captures all of my vision

and is seared into my mind's eye,

captivating my soul, and severing  me completely from my last strand of sanity, 

though inconspicuously...

Your magical allure is so much more interesting than any simple sort of sane,

your aura,

a far more precious brand of bleak.

For the blackness in the abyss of your soul,

does encompass me, silently,

...as I  peacefully writhe,

                                in the arms,... of your Lunacy.

©2016

KS