Grace

What exotic darkness came you from,

here upon my visions door.
What beauty left behind my eyes

lingers there forever more.
Would I touch what grace the dark lord gave,

 just a slip of silver Moon.
Like roses left upon my grave,

and quiet stillness in my tomb.

Reviews

[Lexi Richard]

Dark and intriguing, I like how you ended this. :)

[Foxemerald]

The words in this piece move you toward emotional betterment. It is poignant and artful, and moves with a deep grace.

[Raymond Federle]

Thank you for your review! :)

[Sami Khalil]

I love this. Rhyming , flowing and visionary...Bravo............