Two Spirits, Sharing Space

By lupus tenebrae

Nightfall resembles a jet-black trellis
Adorned with snaking constellations, young
Daylight, seized by their coils,
Iridescent, like a
New-sprung blossom on the fringe of
Eternity, yet never quite

Obtaining it: a gift of beauty far too
Rare, given the follies of my often
Torpid mind, awash with the warring timbres of an
Intrepid man and the coy grace of a
Zitella waiting to be whisked away.

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Published on Saturday, February 14, 2015. Filed under: "Personal" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

I've been on a little bit of an acrostic kick, if you haven't noticed, this one went in a direction I wasn't expecting.

Comments on "Two Spirits, Sharing Space"

A former member wrote: You are one of the most descriptive poets still writing on dp today. Another brilliant poem.
A former member wrote: Enjoyed this alot. Lots of awesome imagery, great stuff
On Saturday, February 14, 2015, lshidonil (22) wrote:

Simply amazing. I'm speechless.
On Saturday, February 14, 2015, TropicalSnowstorm (1703) wrote:

"awash with the warring timbres of an Intrepid man and the coy grace of a Zitella waiting to be whisked away." - love your turn of a phrase. Ciao, T/S