Desire's Slope

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
on hurting desire and difficult relationships

Submitted: March 13, 2008

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Submitted: March 13, 2008

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Frost has taken its feathers white
No way to see the morning light
May never sink to the edge of lust
Slowly losing your faith in trust
 
Let mine handful blood heal you
Break my heart where love breaks through
I live to chant those spells I’ve learnt
Until the moment I am burnt
 
Sometimes my verse is weak to win
The souls and spirits of deep within
The core of the whole is all too dark
You spill your life my path to mark
 
Now that the moon is black and mute
I shall play my harp and flute
And if the forests fail to hear
You shall catch my falling tear
 
Frost has taken its feathers white
Warriors for a bloody fight
We dance and die of our own sweet hope
Sliding down on desire’s slope


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