Burning Grasp

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The magick that springs forth from the desires within. A burning grasp of love clenched tightly, yet slips through your fingers.

Submitted: October 20, 2016

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and what of hands that burn my soul,
tortured flames of copper coil
beneath her fingers grip like vice
of telling future's in a desperate howl
Groaning pressure burning cold
the ember red in her blood doth boil
Snake like eyes pierce over her veil
married death  a tomb of hell
freedom rings as rain falls blind
reaching nails scarped horrid in lime
bone on bone, flesh rendered bare
her heart dissolved in daylights care
Drink your lungs full, my dearest bird
crystal air odours sharp razor to gasp
bid night dark angel
bid sleep black raven
step swiftly to slumber on the cold hard ground...........


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