Mikolash

“Eyes – Beautiful eyes!
the kind that tells you everything is going to be alright,
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The bells echo over the moon lacquered city,
a painted dirge drawing all hope in off the streets,
to warm hearths who’s flames will seem alien,
contrasted against the fires that will soon descend,
Eyes – Beautiful eyes!

Reveal to me the cool embers of the city beneath,
so that I may stoke them to life, wrestle the world to ash,
conquer the external, crawling with curated comforts,
that feed on us through open wounds numb with lies,
the kind that tells you everything is going to be alright.

In shadows of the body’s hollow whispers dread,
those lovely eyes unseen turn in on themselves,
searching for the twisted threads of realms apart,
amid arcane symbols, a chilled heart, a mystery unfurls,
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dancing like phantoms in secreted winds where sanity averts,
lapping at the sips of moonlight the cloudy night permits,
beating a primal drum through passions of nighttime things,
luring an ambitious torch from that eerie abyss within,
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