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Spoken Winds
The winds howled into already ringing ears.
'Tell us, little one. Tell us of what lies beyond'There is minimal resistance ( Read more... ) -
Every Part
I spelled your name out for the first time,
Wrote it on the horizons and felt each letter on my lips.
Painted the clouds with each syllable and coloured the skies,
With the vowels that sing out to me softly.
How do you feel so familiar?
And yet so foreign? And then I took the hue of your eyes ( Read more... ) -
Hide and Seek
She can hear the countdown hushed behind giggled breaths.
There is an excitement that bubbles from within her inhaled breast,
As she takes to the autumn air, leaves floating around her as she runs,
3... 2... 1... Ready or not, here I come!
Her laughter is carried away as she conceals herself within a hidden cubicle.
Ingenious, she thinks.. as ( Read more... ) -
Your skin
I see the droplets of this afternoon's rain trickle from your flushed cheeks ( Read more... ) -
One Glance
Every strand of azure blue in his eyes reflected hope ( Read more... ) -
There
Your mask, fitted with auburn streaks,
And dipped in golden paint,
From afar, it looked like it would fly off,
With wings of fire, embracing an ever lit night sky.
And so I approach you, gown of darkness trailing behind..
You.. with your icey gaze and forbidden touch ( Read more... ) -
Found it
And we are such hoarders, you and I.
We fill in the attics of our being,
With tainted memories and soiled plans.
Cobwebs surround each photo album,
And dust clouds swim in the ambience of regret.
I could have sworn I danced that day.
Yet where is the memory?
I see nothing but a haze,
Coloured in with a shade of cheap red.
Give it back to me ( Read more... ) -
Trolls Bridge
I see you standing there,
Eyes staring into the vast beyond,
Irises lost within the clouds of doubt.
And your fingers tremble.
As if you're threatening to punch the memories away.
Where are you?
On this long winded road
That twists between acceptance
And repulsion,
Where will I find you? Yesterday your eyes were brighter than the sky ( Read more... ) -
Red and Blue
His flames licked away and danced ( Read more... ) -
Renovation
Who are you, looking back at me?
With ash in your eyes, and clouds on your lids?
Sleep escaped your fingertips once more,
Sold to the demons rummaging in your mind,
What were they looking for?
Treasure, treasure abound in a vast expanse of,
Constellations and scattered dreams.
Count the scars with me ( Read more... )