A Rush A Danger

Hovering fixed in air
by a steady rush blows
passed head a wind,
a storm it tries grow.

Amplify the orchestra
of voices led slaughter
of the devil’s grip mine
it is far more softer.

That rush found inside
things forbidden sings
tunes to steer you to it
all that danger brings.

I am seeing your blue
eyes they capture me
in the chasm of a hell
of my making it stings.

Yet I see hope at night
after I close both eyes.
See I would rather have
in life a moment mine.


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