Dark Charms

what world was born

your dark charms

are they locked away

in some guarded spot

the tower from which you see eternity

for what it can be

an instant burst

afterglow of teasing souls

I see a history of you

your casual torments

scribbled notes

on yellow wrinkled paper

and I wanderer

cower in your tempting shadows

afraid that I like cobra

will be kept in a woven basket

only see the sun

when your dark notes play

when coins dropped

by curious tourists

in a cup ring

ring in the trance

sway of my

hypnotic

dance

jppestana january 19, 2017