Choice
Lost with no direction which choice will you make?
Lost in the mist
venture into the abyss
hollow eyes, hollow soul
he will never find his bliss
He starts to feel something
a silent succubus
His gaze darts at her
His heart raes
His body heats up
The dark succubus loiters
with a lecherous gaze
staring into him deeply
however, he finally sees ahead
a child of light
He has finally found one
that brightens his world
She greets him with a smile
of which he is afraid to tarnish
He returns a chivalrous greeting
Her smile grows
His heart stops alongside him
for he has caught her eye
he looks back to the succubae
He found his next impasse
Shall he choose the light or the dark
for he is gray
He doesn't want to dim her shine
nor to deepen himself
What choice does he make?
About the Creator
Jae Qilin
Aspiring Poet
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His Haibun
He does not like poetry; I write it anyway and do not tell him. It's true his face is not a poet's face. It is round and open, youthful; too apt to be compared to the sun. His nose is neat. It is impossible to imagine him smoking a cigarette, terse, full of cheekbones and tension. His warmth burns my fingertips. I am here for his fascinating body, the haphazard freckles I touch one by one; he is here for my eyes, just my eyes. A sunbeam sneaks through the curtains and pierces us both, sizzling the spices of his skin. I inhale and wrap myself in him. He kisses my eyes.
By TheSpinstress4 days ago in Poets
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