25 August 2012

Caveat






















every thing's
gone quiet
on this
dark-wing sparrow
night
reflected
in this glass
of bruised-plum wine
quiet
but for a tell-tale
heart tremble
firing ripples
of latent craving
in the guise of love
across the surface
of this glass
of bruised-plum wine
stained
with bitter tannins
of lost years
tears
but then,
i've ripped
the masks
from too many
beloved faces
to worry
about that,
now

1 comment:

  1. I like that, it's a haunting one. I especially like how the colors of the wine, night, and sparrow all play off the tone so well.

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