Paragon

Δημιουργός: Συλλογος Ερωτεωμενων και φιλων, Συλλογος Ερωτευμενων και Φιλων

Εκτύπωση από: http://www.stixoi.info

Through the looking glass
and the purgatory sheds its colours.
Echo; a million miles, a million breaths diffracted.

Silent shards
and the clenching of teeth;
when was I a word to be weld in the mouths of such men
when was I a sword to be swung in the hands of such men.

The taste of cadence in a language few master
and the kiss of blades which cut none;
when were you the paragon of my deception.

Δημοσίευση στο stixoi.info: 21-10-2014