Blade
Long and narrow
Razor sharp
Dark and brooding
Elegant
Light and ductile
Mesmerizing
Loving, warring
Blood ‘twas spilling
Love forbidden
Emotions revealing
Desire protruding
Society ‘twas feuding
Silky hair
Nocturnal eyes
Raging frisking
Boiling blood
Pale and shaded
Guilty minds
Royal and peasant
Innocence remains
Slicing, dicing
Concepts lost
Stabbing, jabbing
Pain obscuring
Falling, collapsing
Compulsions were dying
Holding and grasping
Our two bladed enamoured
~L.L. Livingston
This poem is about:
Our world