Darkness surrounds you
As spirals of smoke
Wrapping you in myth
And the delineated danger
Of the world,
But your proud defiance
Breaks through with gestures
And chiseled features
To dally with the heavy air
And tilting your face
Out of shadow into light
You flirt with a foreboding
A Newport in your hand
And whisper in a trepid voice
Aware of your mortality.
Such a crumbling beauty
Leaning forward in a skirt
Wisps of black hair shading your eyes
Your sexuality is in your frailty
You are as the motherly moon
Scarred but proud
To hold up a starless sky.
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Lovely piece of poetry, subtly romantic and insightfully penned with conviction in poetic diction. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.