Muse in Malachite

Weird Poetry

Your viridescent soul

Tats through the chambers of my heart

A lace of lush leafy longing

Tinged with emerald,

Blinding my eyes with a verdant glow

That only you can wear.

You encircle me



[Until crushed to dust by time]

Just like the monochromatic bands

On a perfectly polished specimen

Of malachite.




*** It better be polished… because malachite is quite toxic in its raw state, Angel Eyes. ***

*** You always ruin the moment, Peanut Gallery. ***