20 April, 2021

Emotional Captors

  The tones of music in torrents of tears,
delight cried-out,
bottled melancholy...

They cannot dance
but trample,
the eyes
that fail to smile.

The grin of a killer,
the translucent body
veiled in an endless gown...

Confined, they desire me,
in the heart of my loneliness,
with all ways blocked,
with my light extinguished
for it to darken
into nothingness.

Emotional Captors © Ladanseuse

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