Where Lies Are Sweet! Poem by Poetheart Morgan

in a pedestal
i rest
just for your pleasure
that you share with others too

snowflakes fall on me
are my memories
from the cold and the white
just what i have
in a petrified body
curious fingers, slip over me
on my carved heels
i feel the strength
back

a smooth heat…..

in my sleepy remembrance

fluttering

heat, heat….

trying to spell out from my frozen mouth

OH!

i no longer need to move

i can accept the loneliness

and be forgotten

so, when time is my enemy

pain could join to others pains

and enforce your power

petrified i can forget

and just sleep forever

made out of marble

pain remembrance is most powerful that love…

let me
there, lying down

in my niveous tomb
with the white and the cold
of fake snowflakes, inert
lying over me

a place where lies are sweet….