a final tryst

By jackcollier7 on
the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
a dateless bargain to engrossing death

~

A winter midnight and the light was strange.  A glow that cascades, softly falling from darkness, carefully arranging long shadows cast in deep silver blackness.

A castle dark, a fortress strong, and set in the tallest lonely tower a locked room holds and coldly embraces the lovers’ fatal final tryst.

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

we will never be set free from these chains upon our love until we embrace the moonlight

Posted in: Lifestyle, Myths and Legends, Personal Style, Poetry, Psychology, Short Stories, Spirituality | Tagged: , , , , , ,

4 responses

  1. janowrite | Reply

    Atmospheric, hypnotic.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. jackcollier7 | Reply

      Thank you Sweetheart. ❤

      Liked by 1 person

  2. RedCat | Reply

    Beautiful, enticing. I wanna read more! 🌹

    Liked by 1 person

    1. jackcollier7 | Reply

      It’s a 50 word story, but it would make a couple of thousand words ~ easily. ❤ ❤ ❤

      Liked by 1 person

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