Echoes
written by: Talida Barbe
@Tebok_Kai
Sweet lips will poison whisper
Ready to taste your fruits,
Forked tongues will slowly purr
Echoes of deadly sins.
They’ll creep around your ankles
Crawl up your wounded thighs,
Feed on your scarred skin
And hurt your tender heart.
They’ll seal your wounded lips
With fingers dipped in honey
To silence painful truths
Hidden by time unjustly.
And yet you’ll rise, for echoes,
That once fed on your body,
Are seeds now at your temples
That feed your gentle power.
I was born in late autumn. I like to seek light in the darkness. Often I find myself doing so through words that turn into imageries that are both a blessing and a burden for the heart. I love natural imagery. What defines me? Solitude, nature, and the uncanny.
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