Night Scares and Love Affairs

I am as significant as a dying day in a formless state of mind...distant and frayed...and the dimming light in your eyes remains like a candlelit midnight dream-like encounter...its like reaching in endlessness with your ringed irises and their steady upward glances in the starlit sky...darkened by the ominous way the night dies with the wakening day....even as I see your breath in the frigid air and the shades mingling with your skin...if only the distance between us meant nothing...if only I could see a living day when I am not alone...

Reviews

[Michael X]

I am swept, as always by your utter depth and ending focus that leave the readers heart
in a state of wonder.. a real pleasure to read--what a talent you have :)