Glitter enriched...
02/28/2013 07:53 p.m.

And in your wake, the aching souls you left behind
will force ageing angels to blink blindly as you pass
by; illuminated out by a blurred cosmos.

Bathed by crackling crescent moons you will thread
witches hair in weaves to sell to spirits in silent courtyards.
You were born out of bleeding stare and ruptured void
but with that came possibility and beauty
sparkling with radiance; it is almost choking

You always wanted to create legends by writing
with blistered fingertips at midnight.
{I could blink a thousand times
and still see the imprint of your words
on the transparent orbs of my eyes}

You left a glitter enriched leech latched on
but never, never, bled me of anything.


What happened to Aiko Scott? I wrote this poem for her and Sarah Ann. I am friends with Sarah on facebook. Where is Aiko?
Richard Vince - She had such beautiful expression with her poetry and a beautiful nature about her person! I often think about her. I want to believe that she is happy and healthy.
I am currently Jumbled
I am listening to Cocteau Twins - Alice (loved it when I was 19..and still do!)