Reverie

Enraptured fingers clutch at these facades
Bloodless wisps blown by unseen strands
Gathered tightly up in crippled arms
Like bridal veils stained dark with lies

Dissection annihilates all reverie
While harrowed fingers clutch in vain
For convictions that punish this conceit
Like rain that falls only upon the deep

Consigned to whispers and umbral places
They choke on cloying sweetness
And die with smiles on poisoned lips
Like delusion fed fat on pungent truth

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