Tessa Monia

byLiar©

send me spinning
through words like vapor
virelays wielding vocal wings
tuning this lyre
with silken spun strings

the first tremble
tries to assemble
articulation and arpeggio
without arrière-pensée
and nothing but a naked
virginal ethos
that can harmonise
with an everlasting
escalation
of your
song

it is music
but it is whispered
through grapevine illusions
and memory mist
hiding a risible swarm
of pure intentions
ready to break through
and sink
a sharp but sweet
sting of jubilance
into my veins

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