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sweet rose
Guest
Death
Tassels and pale stars adorn the night
and I run through a field of white poppies.
A gale lifts ivory petals in a dance
and they sway in the air,
sinking.
I am surrounded
by no trace of humanity.
The moon kills the sun
and showers its blanched light.
I feel Winter’s frigid face upon mine.
Gray-eyed nightingales
croon to the moon,
and I listen.
I lay draped in petals
as the Earth spins,
as the pallid moon
sleeps.
The sky rips apart
and darkness pours.
Wet black poppies.
My eyes flutter to a close,
the Earth slows to a whisper.
I ascend into the night.
Is there a better way to say "My eyes flutter to a close?" I feel like that's kind of cliche. Any suggestions would be great for that!
What do you think it means?
Any suggestions for improvement / things you would change?
Tassels and pale stars adorn the night
and I run through a field of white poppies.
A gale lifts ivory petals in a dance
and they sway in the air,
sinking.
I am surrounded
by no trace of humanity.
The moon kills the sun
and showers its blanched light.
I feel Winter’s frigid face upon mine.
Gray-eyed nightingales
croon to the moon,
and I listen.
I lay draped in petals
as the Earth spins,
as the pallid moon
sleeps.
The sky rips apart
and darkness pours.
Wet black poppies.
My eyes flutter to a close,
the Earth slows to a whisper.
I ascend into the night.
Is there a better way to say "My eyes flutter to a close?" I feel like that's kind of cliche. Any suggestions would be great for that!
What do you think it means?
Any suggestions for improvement / things you would change?