Quicksilver
By: Kitsune
faint moonlight gilds the land in shadows
freezing in icy detail the scene played out
before her like a crystal memory mirror
shattered in her heart
hair blows like unto whispers of the past
tempting and alluring the unwary eyes
to gaze and forget all words and thought
a dazzled prey for tears
the thread of life and destiny knotted
hopelessly tangled in the web of fear
emanating from the two statues of contrast
light and dark
sound moves on harsh nails in the night
voices raised in hurt and confusion ring
echoing false denials and true pain
whirling with the stars
hands imploring are ignored in their entreaty
eyes are soft and eyes are frigid
blue meets blue as day meets night
heavens crash down
silent are the cries of woe, of hope, of love
brimful are the eyes of tears, of despair, of resignation
forsaken is the heart of feeling, of emotion, of life
she fled like quicksilver