And if I caress the edges of your thoughts,
Will you return in a fog like a lonely ghost,
Hoping to haunt the bones of a lover you
Lost somewhere in the mountain valley
Where the river shifts into its own mist?
.
I would bet every twilight dream I have
That you yearn to be nothing more to me
Than a nebulous dream, a stellar nursery
Crafting something cosmic and eternal
In the empty void of space in my thoughts.
.
What is going on in the halls of your mind?
I think I can hear the clatter of knives
Falling to the floor in mock surprise that you
Tore the world apart with your bare hands
And slippery little midnight embraces.
.
Did I lay the stone tile on those floors
Stretching from the depth of you onward,
Or did I light the wick of a very old candle
Ready and eager to burn through the library
Holding the best pieces of you down?
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (13)
The imagery here is breathtaking haunting romantic and aching all at once. It feels like a love letter written from inside a dream.
This left me with a pit in my stomach... so well done SD!! Congrats on Top Story!!
Wonderful. Thank you for sharing this with us.
Stunning in depth work here. Wow. Thank you for sharing.
🌫️Damn, this is very atmospheric. Wait. I've got to read the first five lines again. I could see the fog, I could experience through my sight, the form of the ghost with the fog. 🌫️From a nursery —to crafting something cosmic —to an empty void of space. You have crafted an image in our minds that effectively, bonds us with your words. The more I read, the more impressed I am. That question 'what is going on in the halls of your mind' quiet literally, went through the screen I am reading from. It brings the reality of your words to life, that is grounded in something tangible. 🌫️Ending on a question was the best choice. It feels ongoing and your words linger more. Outstanding, simply, outstanding 🤗❤️🖤
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Great imagery, I love “stellar nursery” love your poem!
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Not suprised u got top story! Congrats
Stunning work, Silver! Damn! I couldn’t help but take a second read through just to experience it again. Dark and beautiful! 🩷✨
This was so hauntingly beautiful. Loved your poem!
Possessed by your poem!
Beautiful! ❤️