Dark streets treasuring secrets,
dark portals whispering names,
old cobblestones wearing traces
of some long-gone footsteps.
Dark hours of lonely souls,
the piercing pain of desirous flesh,
longing and bereavement.
washed away for a short while
with the fleeting climaxes
of casual sex encounters.
Dark waters of an old river
slowly travelling in the night
to their sure destination.
Submitted: November 09, 2022
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Quite a lovely picture!
Thu, November 10th, 2022 2:41amAh, familiar territory, Lizzie. It doesn't get old, though. I like the metaphorical significance of the river. It's a beautiful piece.
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Ailsa McNair
You write so beautifully.
Wed, November 9th, 2022 11:50pmAuthor
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Thank you so much for your words! Love, Lizzie.
Wed, November 9th, 2022 3:57pm