Always and Always

Courtesy: Pixabay
Ever always wrapped in midnight,
breathless shadows
in a dying kiss.
Eternal devotion ever after,
a broken craving
she brushed from her lips,
one she shared with the embers in her hand.

She echoed tears on piano keys,
starless ebony
in spilled wine.
Eternal misery's ghostly presence,
the madness of devotion
in a library out of time,
her treasured passion always and always again.

©January 2022
Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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2 Responses to Always and Always

  1. merzkehd says:

    “Echoed tears on piano keys” is a killer line!

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