Cast iron eyes of pewter gray cold as dawn
of frozen bonds…unchained
carved in dreams that fades to shade
of a portrait woven in silhouette
touching the marrow of lobotomy
creeping through my dreams
haunting me for evermore, sweet Lenora
with steel lips of chastity under duress
and withered lace…about face
unchaining my soul of cold steel
tormenting my restless nights
when I could use a V8 Cadillac








A chilling poem with a touch of Poe
Lenora. Or should I say, Lenore. “)
Well done, Adagio!
Thank you, kindly.
Powerfully penned, Adagio. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you, kindly,