Night – II

Night – II

Blue roses and nightshade
grow here in the dark
next to me
They dont miss the sun either
That’s why I didn’t plant daisies

Monkshoods and wolfsbane
and snowy trees
with black cherries
Tiny drops of forgotten blood bead the sky

The dark always reminds me, comfortingly
You don’t have to die, to die

Your love’s gone, and mine, planted here
Grows on
We could live here in the dark,
you and I



One thought on “Night – II

  1. Madsies says:

    Such darkly sweet company.


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