golden haze

golden haze by anelephantcant

golden haze by anelephantcant

through the tear-stained window
the sunbeam smacks the cushion
dust mites waltz on golden haze
like a cobra soft seducing

he is entranced as she sways too
dancing to unbidden music
his heart is totally bewitched
her grace and joy confuse it

he has no way to contact her
he knows she cannot hear him
his passion is embarrassing
her indifference endearing

it was not always thus of course
long ago he was her equal
he believed he was her leading man
until she rewrote the sequel

at first she pursued him so keen
she the hunter he the hunted
until at last she understood
his frailties soon confronted

now laid quite bare by that sunbeam
his façade is stripped away
and through the tear-stained window
she sees him as clear as day

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3 Responses to golden haze

  1. emmylgant says:

    C’est trop dur.
    Le crève-cœur déchirant
    comme tu l’écris, si sûr
    de la solitude d’UnEléphant.
    La danse du cobra finit par la morsure
    C’est elle qui meurt en gémissant,
    le savais-tu cher Éléphant?


  2. Sadness takes on a strange beauty when penned so well…


  3. Al says:

    So sad and beautifully written


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