The anomy

Gothic winter

The anomy
Gothic winter and all things bad
the scribbles on paper of the dreams i've had
that question looms with anvil weight
black is her heart and a love of hate

Magnetic attraction between polar spheres
a wish of her wants denied all these years
feelings fester a hint of gray
dark conversion this is her way

A frostbitten soul buried deep in my chest
steel ribcage and wire mesh
an iron core a blackened heart
my human side tears me apart

Pale
almost fragile
beauty
hidden under wrap
smooth black velvet
hugs where I wish to
a perfect embrace treated tenderly
soft breath
whisks me away to a dreamscape
where all wonderful colors
come together in envy
of my dear black

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