someone asked me what I thought of you, once

By Malice In Wonderland

I said

you were the sun
warming my.bed
and the fire in my eyes

the fight in the corner
backburner places
keeping me alive

you speak
In steel.spinesong
malady
the glitter
in our ash and.snow.apocolypse
bleeding hues
of perfection
to bomb blasted reality
amidst the searing truths of mankind

our fingers wove together
like antique threading
on an old war uniform
impeccable and weathered
seamless
and beautiful

the tides crest
on lunar smiles
unknown
in the comforts of paradise
that someone will find.

someday

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Published on Thursday, December 27, 2012. Filed under: "Tribute" and "Poetry"

Comments on "someone asked me what I thought of you, once"

On Friday, December 28, 2012, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...artfully conceived. love in its many costumes is the bounty of poetry...
On Thursday, December 27, 2012, BetaWolfinVA (791) wrote:

Here is hoping that u are still with this person... such feeling deserves to be rerwarded
On Thursday, December 27, 2012, Malice In Wonderland (976) wrote:

sad to say that has never happened, sir :)
On Thursday, December 27, 2012, Dei (663) wrote:

i think this is rather lovely dear. its warm, and chilled and well traveled. I think we should all hope to be so lucky as to find such a hand to fit so seamlessly.
A former member wrote: Wow, this touched my heart in so many ways... I truly loved this piece ^^
On Thursday, December 27, 2012, PoetessDarkly (693) wrote:

wow willow this is awesome. melancholy yet so promising.