My elusive piece of You


The You is my empty jar of life
A word unwritten  and a story unfinished
Standing at the brink of chaos
An Athenine beauty unblemished

The You is the being here
That ceases at the I
Comes in the dreams
And forbids me to fly

The You is what gazes past
The mystic mirror that is the night
Back into these hollowed eyes
Breathing in the last of the light

my You tonight is filled with warmth
As it plunges the knife deeper
It’s  fingers they seek my veins
And it’s eyes seek the Reaper…..

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