So delicate
This crash of light
Cracks a melancholy soul
Threatening emotional calamity
I anticipate my innocence
To shatter
As this cold is no comfort
Yet I find warmth
In this after burn
Of a dying love
Caught in a self-inflicted back draft
Provided by these insecurities
Let me resonate
Under this beaten sky
Maybe love will kindle anew
If only in hibernating slumber
As I watch the black rabbits
Dance in my blood trail…
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number 2 in the 'crimson paws' line. enjoy.
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why you start each line with a capital? lol!
don't know what to say about this really (i've said it all in my other comments on your work!) - you manage to capture something sad and brooding and turn it into something sad and sensual lol!
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