She sings and springs
A new years plumage,
Blushing trees
And
Bluebonnet fields.
Gentlemen linger
Crowding branches,
Thinly shaking,
And
Colder still.
A moment of peace
Steals the air,
With a step
Halfway
There.
Author: ahorsealone
abid.cloud
A winter ago…
A breath of life
Nudged the Barents,
As a mother would
Her child.
So I was lifted,
Gently,
Waiting for the sun,
As the sky swelled
With a foreign light.
I thought of you
Where I would
Think of myself…
The sound of light
Was enough,
As winter
Traced her nails
Across my face,
Burning whispers
Layed gently
Upon my skin,
To remind me
This
Was
The taste
Of you.
a night, she looked at me
where will my fingers go,
when the melody of the night,
is so cold.
tell me the stories
trembling
in your heart.
let me hear
in your breath
forgotten songs of the night.
your eyes,
that struck me down,
how do those eyes,
see this town?
dont let me hide
in the shadow of a moment.
pin me down,
and hold me,
just hold me.
Darling, sleep
Surrender
Within his language
Of youth and wisdom.
And sleep
Between the warm
Pages of time.
Let
Your thoughts settle
In a city of lost letters.
And dream
As life kisses you
With a her eyes.
untitled
my fire burns
through every room
in this city.
and i
am a moth
in her streets.
Kholadna
Experience,
Understanding…
Fighting .
Never one
The other
Inviting.
Cold Bones
Yearning for the cold
Of memories
That wrap themselves
Around my bones…
“Rush through me,
As the tempersome wind
That struggles
In a cold midnight rain.”
F.E.
