Slightly skewed this mirrored face the mask
flew through a waiting hand fingers
clutched some dawn it
was not you.
Lay me down gently soul this favor seen face
will bring a haunting song cloud tops
roam pictured moon reflection
wise to you.
Affronted wisdom laid to long dormant in a
seedless throng muddy river have
ask why decerned black
robe power nigh
seen true.
Volumes words latin terms nunc pro tunc
seems just verbs present future
make undone a
dream.
Excape forever change the past present
king made to last a future bright
as nova sun
we sing.
presently wisdom has now yours...thought provoking verses were penned seriously...10+++
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Very strong write, powerful and intense 10