Sunday, 5 April 2020

Red Sapphire

Losing myself in slumber, escorts me in the snare of an air castle with you. It is only when I catch a wink.

I will play both ends against the middle ...for the final desertion. And if not, an ethereal hurricane will haul me to cross the Styx, straightway to an immortal delusion of loving you. I must find something that can give me the slip. Why again another sunup, I am falling once more for you? How could you be so ineludible.

Who really is to hold the onus, when I know tis me alone, here. 

Written in 2008, Novermber 30.


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