She Is
ever creeping into my world
never revealing motives or intentions
never revealing distinction of color
for she is my greatest mystery
an altered reflection of myself
conqueror
lover
killer
the cold blade of truth
slicing love into slivers of doubt
that i chase into the night
like streaming mercury
dissolving into a lifetime of regret
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Some poems try so hard to be
Some poems try so hard to be literary mysteries that they lose their true meaning your poems do not.
I love this.
Because...
I don't try to write poetry. All this just comes out looking like it.
"God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh."- Voltaire