chester maynes

The shaft of light and your silhouette.
They craft a pretty tapestry.
Love in a limbo.
We kissed the flame of embers.

Your debonair shadow
secretly clinching my physiology.
Like a specter of Aphrodite,
you made me a fire on top of Olympus.

Our fierce camaraderie
is the regret of carnage.
While we see darkness in the day,
our nights are flashes of Indigo and Mauve.


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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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5 Responses to

  1. Bumba says:

    Regret of carnage. Enjoyed it.

  2. Anish Nair says:

    Hey! I’ve got something for you on my blog! Good Day!

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