“Beauty and Pain” – poem by VixMaria

The night is crucial …

Moon beams bleak.

 

The knight is frugal

It’s daggers seek.

Thirsty for marrow

For flesh

For tears.

Rusty and hollow

Blunt-edged spears.

 

Oh! Hurry now

Lips must speak

Utter a prayer

Before the last tick

 

Body, bloody and sore

Weary soul, implore!

For strength, vigor

For life, amour.

– Maria Victoria ·vix· Gonzaga