• Nadia Giordana

The Lion's Den


I dream a misty blue

Around the crevices of my

Eyes.

Your candor does not exceed

Any relic the past offered me;

Nor does it bring comfort in

Times of duress.

All the winds blow against

My face.

I recall your lion's den

Surrounding me with stale

Air.

For there in your mystic

Eyes lurks a fierceness

I cannot explain.

Your aura is a dark purple.

No light can break through.

If only a song could turn

The page, and lead me

Back to myself.

Published in WINK: Writers in the Know, issue 1

#KikiStamatiou #poetry

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