DEATHS DISGUISE

Take off the skin you arrived in
I've been waiting
drawing poetry scars on waxed wooden floors
before you came up the fragrant slashed path
I dreamt so many fields
dreamt in every colour called
are you at last
the soul I want to explore
I hear you speaking wonders
each word caressed
laid in snow-covered graves
wasted traded days
eaten vomited nights
and death chose before times false praise
we beg to steal desire
yet death is my only hire
folded crime fist clenched
over crystal tales
pale white in leather throne
coded echo still defeats my years
Ankles draped in golden bangle
stretched on the marble ensemble my eyes in velvet sting of the courted shroud
closed in the open demise
tonight we dance
on a wild fountain
your resting place
my disguise
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Comments
well written. Dancing on what's dead of how you used to feel. To cover it in mystery as well; so enjoyed.