Watching you glide in circles,
Massage the skies
In your great, weeping familiar
Droplets, from immaculate eyes.
You have felt
The creeping dark,
Too heavily
For the pathway
To the spark.
Lies draw your eyes
Into circles,
Beneath, where sleep recedes
Into aching weariness.
Waters leave
As music captures your innocence
In heartbroken memories,
Beside the tides.
You lost
At the final cost
Of a stroke to the wind
With your wings,
As your hands
Caressed where you sinned.
Heart of years
To the loathsome moments
Kindness undoes its knot
Of veins,
Crippled with shame.
Enjoyed the poem romanticindeed!!!
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