The Stance

Come close my darling,
And taste my sweet venom.
My love will remain your prison.
Then please fail me; to set me free.
As you are -now- inflamed... by my words.
And of what these words, -now- revealed.

I used to harvest the air you breathe...
We were sheltered in the skies...
Of our endless dreams.
Your sight; numbed my eyes.
And as my muse, you inspired me with...
Spurts of imagination.

With this mercenary smile...
I kiss you goodbye.
Then watch you die (inside yourself).
Because you gave me the reason why (to leave you).

As when you once saw...
A stream of hope...
In smoldering light...
You still chose to let go.
Losing yourself deep in fraudulent darkness.
And in your eyes I saw...
The stars collide.
As you became...
The sun of my darkness.

Now, I am drifting shamelessly...
Away from you.
As we now become...
Two souls; colored ill.
In this pale starvation.
And trust me when I tell you...
Knowing is worse than not-knowing.

Leaving you now, lost in the question of...
"How can I make your shadow, stay"!?
Left with you is a memory of me...
The miracle of time...
Where your world stretches, backwards!
As you'll recognize my face (forever)...
You'll always be haunted by my vulgar smile...

Wishing you the best...
In the trajectory path,
Your cowardice drew for you.
All what is left now is...
Your leaking sorrow, and...
A vicious smile; in my fierce eyes.

The Stance by Shehab El-Din Ismail is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported License.
Based on a work at loath.blogspot.com.