it was our mutual descent <br />into a diamond gloom <br />that glitters in the night <br />but blinding in the light. <br /> <br />a glass rose amidst the thorns <br />that thirst for blood <br />of an innocent love <br />with a passion that burns. <br /> <br />the slow redemption <br />of the shutters and the lights <br />cease behind the closed doors <br />they who never saw the fights <br />they who only see the pretty sight. <br /> <br />as midnights struck <br />and fairy tales pave way for reality <br />the pain, the fury, the disillusionment snuck <br />all the trace of human frailty. <br /> <br />the frozen smiles <br />shatter in the air <br />replaced by truth thru lies <br />and the wisdom that life is never fair. <br /> <br />a champagne to our mutual descent <br />for the fleeting bliss of being one <br />as love away it went, <br />as love - our love, is gone.<br /><br />Izobelle Pulgo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-was-our-mutual-descent/
