24.5.07

whispers of Moira

Requiem for a sin

u were a butterfly
venomous, clumsy
in a garden of falling tears
u reflect the Athena
more than her beauty,
her wrath
saturate my senses
indulge me in blissful sorrow
leave me wounded
bite me
kill me

i shall live in u forever
until the magic disappears...
_________________________

Sweet Absinthe

a butterfly, i was.
i give off embers for pixie dusts

between, beneath, beyond
i hover more than i flutter..

the i saw ye
amongst the flower beds,
a dainty myrtle of beauty and cutting wit
i muse. i stutter.
enthralled by yer seering whims.

yer fatal tongue.

i reached to drink yer absinthe,
..and died in sacred bliss.

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