Wednesday, January 20

Diamond Dust

There is the moon,
in her silvery glaze
And a thread falls down
for me to climb
So thin is the thread
So thin is my life

There, I see the stars
In their golden smoke
A ladder reels down,
for me to climb
Rickety steps
Rickety mind


Diamond dust
She's the moon
She's the angel
I pursue her, always
She's out of reach
Always

The thread breaks
So thin is the thread
The ladder breaks
Rickety steps

I fall down the steps
Away from her gaze
Away from all the silver,
and gold
There falls her promise
Her whisper,
untold

I die in her light
I die in her cold
Without her to hold

Without my diamond dust

2 comments:

  1. so BEAUTIFUL.

    "And a thread falls down
    for me to climb
    So thin is the thread
    So thin is my life"

    I love this one :)

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  2. Thank you. Yes that line is one of my favorite parts as well. =)

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