Black and white marks.
Your face is exposed now
but you've learned to hide so well.
Confide in me,
I can tell
how your pride weighs you down.
---
These emerald eyes
have long lost fear
but they silently feed on despair.
---
How that needle pierces my skin.
Meet the lion's stare
just to become aware
that only love
overrules
the grasp for power.
---
There's danger
in firm, fierce faces.
It is in the nature of beauty
to hold a promise of danger.
---
Sunflower fields stretch
as far as the eye reaches.
Long mahagoni roots
reach deep,
branches stretch
toward an unclouded sky.
---
I sense a state shift
- such soft skin -
Back when I was scared,
our eyes wouldn't have met.
---
You're so composed
while I've decomposed
in dark soils.
My heart beats
all the stronger now.
---
Bring the music back on.
Caress my cheeks.
Soundwaves burst pink bubbles.
Rain falls.
---
No, we can't go back.
All attempts are in vain.
What shall remain?
A single red stain.
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Thank you for reading.
You can find more of my poetry on Instagram.
About the Creator
Paul Fingl
I learn life by living - and writing helps with that.
Every day is a mystery to begin with.
Reject the mundane. Live fully.



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