"It peels me open and layers upon layers
Of mould, of rust, of cobwebs, or dust are revealed."
"...and takes me home
To a place where my sins mean nothing,
And the darkness that crouch within me
Is but a charcoal stain
Easily cleaned with a kiss."
WOW! @warpedpoetic this poem is so powerful it struck me physically when I read it, I felt the words in my body. Its imagery is mystical and at the same time so immediate and vivid. This is inspiring me to want to try for more creative use of imagery.
The internal rhythm is seamless and musical. I also like the way it flips the perception of night as the cold, dark place and daytime as the comforting, warm one.
I really loved this :)
Yeah me too. I have been reading it over and over again. Lol... I have always loved the dark. Thanks for the love and for stopping by
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