Black Poetry : Footsteps In The Corridor

Mario William vitale

Well-Known Member
Jun 6, 2017
the scent of lavender on the dew

through cascading rolling mountains of joy

surface through the moon in the tender month of June

we have been this way before


footsteps in the corridor

out on the patio a black cat

the smell of fresh paint permeates my inner senses


traces of lime in my beer

a rip torn onto its heightened view

shadows block the vortex of the eye

shaped through the dreams in her hair my pretty child

choose the day

the night was far spent in calamity
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