As fast
as her eyelids flutter;
feeling their way
through the dark
that surrounded the hunger
captured within his breath;
travels,
within the silent path of a tear
cried in stolen youth,
a pain as liquid
as the silken touch
of an unconditional
loving soul.
Her cries
echo ache through time
into a future doomed to darkness
where the curves of femininity
sway to the seductive sounds
of a snake’s venomous hiss
and swirl onto the hands of greed
clawing into her flesh
within the boundaries
of their own shallow minds.
A sigh ruptures
the heavy velvet veil
that shields
the disfigured view of humanity
as painted by the nurturing hand
of the male figure
"the guardian of innocence"
claiming trophies
of unearthly measures
while deep within
a newborn winter
howls
through the depth of soul.