Alteration

Releasing a sigh as I let anticipation fall away
These shoulders slack
to revel in time and surrender under the windplay
the gift I've received
I've yet to give back
Perusing my vista with dancing eyes
my skin sings in the light
exaltations to time forever
weary of the night

sundown
nightfalls

I shudder as my skin crawls in the dark
these hands clasp
abreast the shadowplay and hold my heart
malign deeds are rewarded
here, I present my mask
carving the night under the knife edge of my gaze
eastward feet bore me away
with abhorrations of disdain for ever
set on fairweather days

Aliteration

Philip Winchester
Fantastic very deep indeed.
Will read more soon

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