an unfortunate epic of the discontent lover

& the bedstung venus.

herein a shiftless tale for you to breathe,
of the witches' village and the lego dragon.
in which she is a ghost, a cupid, and a broken rift,
counting 1,2,3 life's lessons to never learn.

close your eyes imagine this.
of freezing land a summer's kiss.
close your eyes and faraway,
let memories' pictures sides' affray.

like the autumn of lovers' land,
seperation manifolds of lights and falls.
like radiated stars,
on unconscious abyss behind bars.

like opaque violets set aflame,
to scarlet secrets on lovers' lane.
like the year is only a day long,
the anticipated epiphany in a sad love song.

like tiny broken sugarlights,
that scars in streaks lay still in sight.
like bones of angels gone unfed,
on pavements that were never laid.

like stories that can never be told,
of dresses made and tears unsold.
like cosmic blueprints made to wish,
for unrestrained lovers' wrath unleashed.

like the stars written in cosmic dream,
floating to plump lands of never seem.
like the heart that is your last eclipse,
now embedded in the flat lands for keeps.

like the evidence in yesterdays and nows,
sailing ships in rolling lands of wondering hows.

but we are:

like, foreign hearts,
and faraway stars,
to dyslexic starts,
and love to last