Blood and soul pass
Intertwining like hands clasped
In intercession and supplication
Of unworthy and impassioned whims
Colliding and concurring
Contorting and conjuring
Captivated cessation of guilt.
Confessions lined with feigned
Indifference to consequence
Catalogued as simple inconveniences
To minds more set on progression
Than obsession with fading breathes
Reach out to ears deafened
By the whispering of the circumstantial.
Listen, they cry
In voices softened by harsh screams
Heard only by those powerless
To provide necessities of body
Blood and soul drifting
In winds set by dreams once held
Now slipping into the void
Left by words unsaid
As tokens spent in faithfulness
For passage denied.
Moonlit Poetry 