when at first I met you
I thought Utopia was here
but then you unveiled your rule
by which my love was speared
such emotions seeped in pain,
damp dexterity, sacred sway
you said you’ll be always there
pruning my patience, soothing stance
like bounty breeze’s to pulpy pear
but then did you lend me a trance
callous consciousness enveloped:
drooling demon in angel’s robe
Heaven is for Angel, Hell for devil
but you brought hell to me: made civil.
’20:06:07:18:30
Note: of bruised betrayal.
Ancestral Trail 