the obscene & innocent

 
whispered winds
caress cult black
they come together
& make art
              
inside my gothic oasis
juxtaposed within the desert
of my mind
charcoal sands  
create wondrous landscapes
 
as the rivers dark
carve canyons
where deep emotion
flows unbidden
 
voices intermingle
speak in a tongue  
tasted though
not heard before
 
I take my first steps
on a virgin path
where the obscene  
& innocent
collaborate in an opera
of moans & hope
 
as id meets daemon
& both are carried away
by the quiet of soul
 
so is the divinity of light
my nature's paradise  
but the bleak dark
will forever remain
my playground
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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