Ensuing Craze (The Sun)

[Aaroneet]

Pity, my feet within but the sweetest, lowly dream

And ever-privy to that unadulterated fright and her levity,

Bare me, newly rotting, plotting, in slights

And forever the ready for the whimsical, euphoric highs

Betroved unto conviction and her woeful good-byes

Observe the tender tips as the empart unto dread lips

The newly elusive bliss, unmeasured, and heretofore the bidding

Betwixt nirvana, and her rights which venture on,

henceforth the living

Seed, and buried, carrying, immeasurable plea

Withstood, the inquisition and its awaiting knee

In fits of apathy, the light and her effervescence,

the twinkling lullabye's pristine gaze

Which sends me hence, wary and dazed, for the

awaiting tomorrow and her twilight's ensuing craze.

[Vyvian Blackthorne]

Good stuff, Amanda. I liked

'Obscure the tender tips as the empart onto dead lips'

'The newly elusive bliss, unmeasured, and heretofore the bidding'

'Henceforth the living`

Great sharpened imagery. And I say that a lot. But I MEAN it to you.
Goth forever
Goth Forever
Goth forever

[Aaroneet]

Thanks . This is one of the few I actually felt good about writing after I wrote it.

[Undead_Stagehand]

I love your use of internal rhyme here:
"And ever-privy to that unadulterated fright and her levity,

Bare me, newly rotting, plotting, in slights"

and here:
"Observe the tender tips as the empart unto dread lips "

This is a great paradox: "fits of apathy"

[Aaroneet]

EDIT: I meant to say "as they empart unto dread lips".

Thanks for the kind words.