Saturday, December 1, 2012


From the abyss
Tiny sparkling pearls
Rolled down the slopes
One by one
To form a stream

Red molten of lava
Erupts finally from within
Fearlessly I allowed
Feeling the crystals of salt
Drying up my wrinkled skin

Like a bird
Soaring high in open sky
I spread my wings
To glide and glide
Gauging the dark abyss from above

Darkness engulfing with fondness
So many unsolved mysteries
Lost in the oblivion
I wiped the crystallized salts
To allow my lips to hold the treasure intact

Johnny D
1st December 2012

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