Black was always your favorite color................... <br />Like the inkwell that beckons the pen <br />Like the night spangled with a million stars <br />Like the sleek machine your ego rides <br />Like the naked thoughts you dare not speak <br /> <br />Black was the color you always chose................ <br />To draw attention in a crowd <br />To cover the splinters of your personality <br />To pave the way for wayward spirits <br />To separate you from the sheep <br /> <br />I was always attracted to the blackness............. <br />Of the color of your hair <br />Of those eyes that enticed me <br />Of the secrets deep within you <br />Of the magic that enthralled me <br /> <br />But that was when I followed blindly <br />Down the path to my demise, <br />When I drowned a thousand times <br />Within the depths of those black eyes. <br /> <br /> <br />10/25/2008<br /><br />Linda Ori<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-magic-6/
