Blood Moon

I

April
On fire

Swirling
Infinitely
Into the depths
Of its own core

A redness
A scar
A perseverance
Under pressure

A confinement
An oppression
Concentrated
In a tensed point
Of convergence

The bloody
Orange-like
Perfect circle
Dripping inwardly
Overflowing
With an intrusive lava

It will
Burn your heart
Melt your soul
And bruise
Your whole being

To bounce again
In an endless twirl

II

My eyes

Embracing the oceans

Tenderly

Lovingly

Leaving Hell to Hell

Letting go

Digesting

Peacefully

The bitter bites

Of a fading out

Suffering