Lunarcy (free verse poem)

As my very skin crumbles to ash,
this push-pull relationship continues to slip
out of my control.

A roiling envy at your facade of youth
and beauty, when we both know
that you’re as ancient as I am.

I long for the sweet caress of
perspiration (precipitation?) against
the parched, arid landscape that I’ve become.

But as you struggle to contain the darkness
that dwells within you, and savagery scars your polish,
I smile….and push away the weak desire
that still lingers despite everything I’ve witnessed.

Author: Elle

Hi, I'm Elle. I'm based in Auckland, New Zealand. I'm a moderator at Writing.com, the mother of two gifted children, the wife of a Twitch gaming streamer and the Queen of Unfinished Projects. I've been reading since I was 4 years old, writing poems (badly) since 1994, blogging since 2001 and I started studying photography in 2010. This blog will contain poems, short stories, photos, book reviews and my thoughts on a variety of topics. Hope you enjoy it.

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