Between us, you were the mountain and I was the sea. I'd endlessly talk, hours on the end, pouring myself out, but never quite reaching you. At once, you'd respond with a nod or make a sound in the affirmative. I could never make out if you were really listening to me. You loved m...
Tags: Desolation Estrangement Blues Story Love Separation
Onto the slumber night He peered into the barren sky,
Narked, heaving, torrid
Muffled, naked, vexed;
As His mind sifts back into the memories
tormenting and freshly agonizing,
Remembering the softness of Her coarse whispers which echoed in His now numb ears,
Her allaying breathes and warm, ...
I held you
close to me
only a thin
line of light
an interval between.
Then it suddenly
occurred to me
how a fissure
a continent of