Poeming Once a Week #5

mirage

drifting in a sea of stars
drinking in the starlight
hypnotized by the illusion of
darkness dressed as something bright
a rose so perfect it cannot be
it withers away to dust
and silver moonbeams once so pale
bleed dark as ruby rust
crystal waters clear as glass
blister and scald like acid rain
the one who was supposed to be gallant and true
was the one who caused all the pain

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