Cementcoveredcherries

Sardonic marrow devoured with anguish,
destitute emotions that carried no ambition,

a vintage Moët et Chandon champagne bottle filled
to the brim with a fortnight's value in tears:

desperation brought me to only one thought -
death! A genuine soul I could not find in these masques

Frightened of the fate Clotho had bestowed
upon me - an existence spun of isolation and despair -

I extended my arms to an ethereal presence;
a zephyrs whirl and brush was all I felt.

The fortnight had brought the new light of time
sealed the bottle, inside my Pandora,

sailed the oceans in my hollow vessel.
In low tide you found me listless - with a faint pulse,

cold pruned fingers that clutched my tears, a puzzle
in my memory: How did I know you?

Immense comfort in your gaze, adoration
in your caress: Clotho had deceived me.

I found my shattered essence nourished in your care.
On your island of bright, multicoloured hibiscus

we took part in the crimson marriage ceremony.
With a sharpened blade you sliced my hand as I yours.

Sicilian kisses and faded sunsets we united as one.
With the second fate, Lachesis grace, we shall receive

a slight movement. Outstretched, our feathers
took flight through the cotton-sheen stratus,

our discarded shells lost to the sea.
As for the last inevitable fate, Atropos,

our woven thread will be severed in turn
when the last grain of sand falls.

Inspired-8

Ran,

Your writing stretches all bounds of emotions then catapults them to the next dimension!
Thank you for joining this wonderful forum

hugs
vic

Cementcoveredcherries

Thanks Vic ~ I sincerely appreciate you saying that.
Huge hug,
Ran

Altree94

You have a gift for imagery that is a joy to read.
Truly powerful writing!

Cementcoveredcherries

Hi Tree,
I truly can not express, how grateful I am for your comment.
Thank you so much!
Cheers,
Rania