What eyes of amber
What hair of fire
What bewitching words
This hour conspires.
What brittleness
Inside this flame
Where memories
Burn the same.
Tag: memory
Swimming once upon a time
Remember when
We helds hands
And felt the silence
Of the water
The light was fading
Into the depths
And we could swim
No farther.
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.
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.
An Old Friend
We wrestled beneath the tomato vines,
Our elbows and knees beneath a broken cage,
Finding each other when no one was looking…
With dirt in our hair, and smiles in our eyes.
I listened in the garden until dark.
Prayers passed,
And the billows of sage rose from
The kettles in town.
What words were you forced to leave with?
amongst acoustics
I can settle for
A stranger,
And their eyes.
What is sweeter,
Than…
A welcomed
Good-bye?
taste
ahorsealone 
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