The veil of the northern night
Will cover my burning feet.
You're my iridescent light
In windows across the street.
The void in my aching chest
Fills up with your silent speech.
I love how you smiled and dressed.
I love how you ate your peach.
The coldness of concrete blocks
Remembers my dreamy gaze.
Men sit in a tiny box
Forgetting what Gods they praise.
Sweet rhymes in my crystal skull,
Pink peonies I arranged.
I'm sorry I was so dull.
I'm sorry I haven't changed.
Unquenchable fervent lust
For life and my point of view
Will turn into cosmic dust.
I'm happy that I had you.
But most importantly
I loved you.
I loved you.
I loved you.
Apocalyptic Revelations
© Copyright: Диана Погорелова, 2022
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