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Deep Saffron

I'm a coward.
Eyes stuck to your alabaster skin;
pale hue of innocence,
Iris watch you walk and walk.

I'm sick.
Plastered to bed whilst sun
shines bright, moon sees me howl
in pain.

Still you walk, still you walk,
and still lethargy devours me.
I'm a coward. The faint, delicate
taste of saffron paints its colour
across my heart.

And glues my raging lips together.

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  • perfectsunset gold member
    November 15
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    Very wonderful piece
    filled with nice
    metaphor.

    Good work!

    Best of luck & thanks for entering