A Stone's Throw

A Stone's Throw


eyes like two cold blue stones
conquered evil heart
ivory dice thrown
like daggers prescise

hits a fatal mark
warm fluid seeps
the dreams escape
like lost air from balloon bouquets

life expires lazily
while everyday clouds fly free
a glimpse in the darkness
just a blind hope

tarot reading useless
the fortune tellers broke
two cold blue stones
stare into a crystal ball

heart broken eyes, weep diamonds
for dreams are but illusions
magical masterpieces failure
to salve a broken heart.

by Myrtle Thomas

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