A diamond falls from bitter black
The ebony of the velvet-clad night
Plummeting downward spirals
Catching fading rays of soft moonlight
Waves of auburn flame cascade
Billowing over pale shoulders of grace
A silken ocean of russet currents
Framing the mask she wears as a face
Masquerade of petty truths
Stepping in time to no sound at all
Gleaming in the ivory of an inkblot
Listening in rapture as a star begins to fall
Dancing among sweet tongues of fire
The heat of the soul explodes in a cloud
Pulsing to a maiden's heartthrob
Enveloped in sunset's golden shroud
Whispers of daring shiver the silence
Misty shadows hold their breath in awe
A diamond falls from the cynical night
The frozen stares of life begin to thaw
Whilst waves of auburn flame cascade
Billowing over pale shoulders of grace
A silken ocean of russet currents
Frame the cold mask she wears as a face
And deep in the sunken twilight
To the tune of a thousand ghostly wails
A flaming soul rises strong and true
In the midst of haunting lies, to prevail
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Hands down the best poem I've read in some time. I can see why you were snapped up by the publisher so quickly, milady.
It's an inspiration to a friend of yours that's feeling like a burned-out husk. Maybe it'll inspire him to flare brightly again and scorch a name for himself across the heavens.
Excellent work, truly...
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Thank you!
I do so hope so.... I know his flame is of the truest, brightest quality.
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This is enchanting...haunting and ever so beautiful! The background gave this verse a touch of magic...I love your words so much my Sister. Each time I read you I am blessed to the depths of my soul.
Blessed Be Dear One~
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