Nyx
You came in on a whisper of wind
Illumined indigo moment
Transient passerby
Backlit
Cool lunar hues
Offering darkness and light
Grace in pain
With pursed lips and ashen eyes
Cradling the burned out star of my heart in hands
Cloaked - untouchable
Are you the cold omen
Frozen moment
Poems are thrown stones
Of old broken dreams
Do you see through me
To that place
Soaked by years of tears?
Desperate dreams shriveling in the desert of my brain
Do you offer peace
Release sweet clean and free?
Reconcile the child defiled
This mystery
Once again I am
Bound and gagged by my imperfection
Expecting rejection
Haunted by your memory
As you fade from the page...
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