Persephone...

[khall]

Blackness purls, in ebon curls,
Viciousness in primal cries,
Lovely little tears in her eyes,
Obsidian whorls eat bright diamond tears.
She cries and cries,
While Night crawls pain from her sighs.
In the night, blind and falling,
fear-tongued and fire-veined,
heart and belly and brain as one,
as she succumbs, down under,
to the land without sun.K

Comments

[only_kiara]

*like*

[molasses]

love

[jedirockerstar]

Any poem with the word obsidian and night with a capital N is fail, canadian.

[khall]

Er...is this humor? I can't tell.

K.