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Looking Through
Her eyes see through me
past my musk barrel chest
toasted and aged
spawned from ambers of grain
into makings of a soul
marked by the slit of her knife
blood trailed into oblivion
seducing death at the foot of my heart
black and burnt
begging to be let out
it lies but doesn't lie
as chambers call for her truth
she sees through me
and I see her looking
into the swirl of the night
fading closer than the moon
past my musk barrel chest
toasted and aged
spawned from ambers of grain
into makings of a soul
marked by the slit of her knife
blood trailed into oblivion
seducing death at the foot of my heart
black and burnt
begging to be let out
it lies but doesn't lie
as chambers call for her truth
she sees through me
and I see her looking
into the swirl of the night
fading closer than the moon
Published 5th May 2020
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5th May 2020 9:18pm
6th May 2020 11:47am
Beautiful, is an understatement !
Love the alliteration you’ve harnessed in this one... 🔥🔥🔥
Love the alliteration you’ve harnessed in this one... 🔥🔥🔥
6th May 2020 12:51pm
being as fond as i am ov erudite skin... that first stanza just blew me away
not that the rest isn't bloody fucking amazing
because it is
🖤
not that the rest isn't bloody fucking amazing
because it is
🖤
