Judas Appetites Poem by KarlRomeo PierreLouis

the sound of rain drops stops in me
and the fancy of a cool night surrounds itself at my feet
as the fingers of tomorrow escapes further with the fading sun
that sings its own melody of we will always be
however harsh the windless summer kisses me
Drawn in and left warm by the rolling thunder of away storms
I sit only to bare who I used to be with you
Far off in an avalanche of London soul and European toil
the bell of the Times Square reminds me that I won't make it through
____And in the brilliant moon lit midnights
held high by the faceless clouds whispering by
along the bleak dark miles of I felt her cry
and alone I stand, frame by frame ever touched
ever lost to her touch, glittering past my tearing eyes
your substitute infects me says everything else that remembers you
softly recollected and narrowly caressed
locked in this wicked embrace of bullying voices
gifts and mirrors only hold true my furthest fears constant
at your feet awoken and strange to the adult silence
foolish and inarticulate to my hearts promise of six lifetimes
their words turn vain and forgotten beneath the lines missing you