day ten

Date: 10-01-2016

his beautiful disaster

He falls
through the pages of an open book
into madness and desire
into something he knew nothing of. 

Her eyes of dark kohl
are enough to break his heart
and bleed onto the paper
freshly inked scars.

It doesn't stop him
from turning the page
of a story he knows 
has numbered his days.

The glowing embers
in her fathomless black eyes 
have concealed his wishes
robbed his soul blind.

Yet this love, he calls it,
is enough for tonight
to sate his dying spirit
to bring him to life.  

The End

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