Theme: Betrayal

Obsidian Stone


Since you betrayed me, our love
is an obsidian stone; plummeting through
the depths of the wishing well of my hopes.

It struggles to breathe, in the now stagnant
waters, of this once magical repository of
my dreams

As it descends into obsidian oblivion

Finally crashing into the wishing well bed
the black stone fractures into two pieces;

Which sleep apart forever.
Image © Stephen Watson


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