Poem(5) Poem by erie morganmaples

Poem(5)



I swear I see him rising
To the light of bright new
Moons caught in his palms
And pressed to the core that
Breathes blue fire in place
Of a wretched heart lost, and
Yet he has nothing,
He is without wings and halo
Blazing with no flame, blistering
All searching hearts with his name,
Carrying those cowering to hope
While their sepid lips burst into bloom
Before the lion in the dark with
Ember eyes glowing golden
In crackling dreams that sew sadness
Just to leave honey on my lips
As each detail deceives me.

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