The context of the heart shines like a thousand rays
Bright as a solar flare
Words of the tongue pierce deep
Driven down like Excalibur
Eyes so insightful
Others flock to for guidance
A brilliant mind but a horrid person
How does one be as kind and gentle as a cotton ball
Yet end love and lives as easily as Chris Kyle
No persuasion, just damnation
No ease into, just a swift blow.. you’re through
A brilliant mind but a horrid person
Staring into the eyes of the Dragon
Blood dripping from its jaws
Flesh decaying in its gums
Breath hot as magma
Yet we are blinded
We see kind gentle eyes
Eyes soothing and comforting
A voice that backs up your insecurities and lowers your guard
A voice that pulls you in with all the right words
Leading you to your demise
Not realizing the jaws are closing behind you
DANGEROUS ILLUSIONS
Divine time 