I gave a sacrifice of skin and bones; She slew the dragon fruit with orchid eyes Once pasted 'gainst her skull in sky-green tones. The hirsute holly held the best disguise. Now round the garden goes our best intent. Said four a.m., "the timorous must flee. For
I have indeed loved deeper still Before my mem'ry let you go, And cast about for barren thrill. I have indeed loved deeper still, And I will love again. I will. My calloused heart will overflow; I have indeed loved deeper still Before my mem'ry let
I wonder now what gives your journey hope When you have cast aside your love from youth. Does it not leave you lost, alone? You grope For what you once held fast as solid truth. You stand instead on that which soothes the mass-- Humanity so loves what makes it
I've taken roads that brought me to this place, Yes, these same roads have brought me to this place, And I am standing on the edge of grace. The road goes on without me, full of change. I hope the road ahead will make me change As all
And In The Silence, Hear My Heart Beat Fast With Abject Fear. Good (?)- Night. postscript Day twelve of the May Sonnet Challenge. Word sonnet. Not as fun as the last one of these I wrote, but it'll do.