While fearless death
feeds of hunger
We rejoiced deeply in my sleep,
Sentenced deep in darkness
Within an ignorant thought;
“Im seconds away of throwing myself into the black ocean,
There…
where no struck of
light dared to show…
Where one looses their shadow
as well as their soul.”
Category: poetry reading
Acacia pycnantha, Poetry by Steph Corpeleyn
Happiness perpetual now, once capricious
Her face radiates desire…
More interminable then with poise
She shines illuminating the night
