Red veil


With you beneath the iridescence of ecstasy,
And our hearts revving; calmed inside creeping flames,
As we ride on binding swings.
All that remains are broken candles; so let’s use all the heavenly stars.
And whisper to one another till they burn out.
Hypnotized from this collision,
Grace against time; let us be wiser.
Stick our tongues out for some soar vinegar,
Then drag ourselves, over broken bottles;
Until the veil turns red.

A poem by Tonny Wandella

Published by Azuni Blogger

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