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Black Unicorns
When pain is present
So is fear.
Pain lingers
But fear disappears.
What you touch with your words,
You bruise.
You touched my heart,
It's black and blue.
Together we complete
Each other's sentences.
Apart we complete
Each other's thoughts.
Hiding in our dreams,
White horses sleeping in the snow.
Present in our lives,
Black unicorns standing on our shadows.
So is fear.
Pain lingers
But fear disappears.
What you touch with your words,
You bruise.
You touched my heart,
It's black and blue.
Together we complete
Each other's sentences.
Apart we complete
Each other's thoughts.
Hiding in our dreams,
White horses sleeping in the snow.
Present in our lives,
Black unicorns standing on our shadows.
Published 24th Aug 2014
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26th Aug 2014 6:20am
Ahhh, BoFantastic, luv :-* ~
This poem is a marvel. The imagery you use is deceptively simple, yet intriguingly complex and convoluted. Black unicorns standing on shadows, whites horses sleeping in snow... Intense and puzzling, especially when one considers the mythos surrounding unicorns and shadows (not necessarily in concert, though you've paired them interestingly enough...). You've given me much to ponder, luv.
This poem requires multiple readings; there are so many facets to it. I begin to comprehend that your poetry is gem-like in this; one must turn it to the light in many different ways illumine it for the myriad meanings contained within.
Your mind fascinates me, I must confess... ;-*
This poem is a marvel. The imagery you use is deceptively simple, yet intriguingly complex and convoluted. Black unicorns standing on shadows, whites horses sleeping in snow... Intense and puzzling, especially when one considers the mythos surrounding unicorns and shadows (not necessarily in concert, though you've paired them interestingly enough...). You've given me much to ponder, luv.
This poem requires multiple readings; there are so many facets to it. I begin to comprehend that your poetry is gem-like in this; one must turn it to the light in many different ways illumine it for the myriad meanings contained within.
Your mind fascinates me, I must confess... ;-*
26th Aug 2014 7:21am
Why, thank you kindly. I am enthused by your appreciation. Thoroughly florid and ornate with all shades and gradients of approbation.
It is a testimony of a long distance unrequited love. Of two reluctant lovers, fond of one another, but doomed to live parallel lives, never crossing and never touching. It is a despair, I hope not many should have to bear. For it eats at the soul and leaves one empty, longing, yearning to be intersected.
It is a testimony of a long distance unrequited love. Of two reluctant lovers, fond of one another, but doomed to live parallel lives, never crossing and never touching. It is a despair, I hope not many should have to bear. For it eats at the soul and leaves one empty, longing, yearning to be intersected.
