An uncontaminated canvas
Clothed in skin
Silently seeking
The enigma within.
Yet to be discovered
The pain in the night
And the pool of red
That wipes out the white.
A fear of ending
What has yet to begin
Makes me fear
The love of a virgin.
Yet something within me
Can not fight
The blood red moon
That’s rising tonight.
Author notes
Parthenophobia - a morbid or paranoid fear of virgins, or young girls.
I am not quite sure what I think of this one. It took me a bit to get it where I wanted it to be, and one of my friends was driven a bit nuts with my OCD perfectionism... lol. I hope you like it!
Be kind, but be honest too. Did it touch you? Any pointers or ideas how to make it better?
Comments
-
Thats just beautiful
"An uncontaminated canvas
Clothed in skin
Silently seeking
The enigma within"
You paint the picture so well, your choice of words are amazing
Adding your comment:
