dark velvet nights and betrayal consume me

it’s been an eternity since i last saw the sun

emotions ran high that night, as we recited our truth

i reminisce on the past as if it was an hour ago…

you would always list my worst qualities before my best

i admire your manipulation – you've made an art out of it

to this day i have no use for wishbones and butterflies

scorpions and black sparrows are my weakness

who needs daylight when the darkness and fog guide you?

the moon has become my muse and i live just to execute the sun

copyright 2018 Jen Persichetti

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