Virgo

A love story

Virgo

I first saw your emerald eyes in the middle of an eclipse

The sun bled over the dusk and dripped on your skin,

Falling align with everything I ever considered to be perfect. 

Entranced with visual stimulants and heavy convulsions, 

We should have stopped and talked about the end of the world. 

Your hair swept through the bashful skyline,

Embarrassed from the over bearing disappointment of loveless people, 

All of them overly demanding and all of then so fickle. 

My unconscious self is saturated by viral indulgence, 

Compassion has been soaked through mitosis 

Easily replicated into carbon copies 

And easily distributed through gritty haze. 

But you're different. 

For some reason I don't feel so afraid when I'm around you

Even when your emerald eyes trickle into a shade of blue

I still invest my immense faith into your piercing aurora. 

I know that we are all going to die soon

The sky is falling and the planet is fading in transcendence. 

But at least now I found somebody to die with.

Author's Note

Reviews

[nigrum homonculus]

damn you make prose look so good. you're imagery is amazing and the honesty in some of the words in this just makes you immerse yourself in the poem more. well done again cole.