Cut Runs Deep
Plagency of an angel smile.
Beams afar from a distant mile.
Redhot waves for a brilliant mane.
Down on dusk, even the silhouette shines.
Firework words and a June bug rigor.
Sprinting toes and sparkling demeanor.
Effortless love with passion poured.
In the story, there’s a cloak and sword.
Hopeless hearts in love’s endeavor.
Here for a minute and gone forever.
Wounds cut deep; you will never be whole.
No time in the cosmos can heal this soul.