Laying on the bed on day one burning with your brilliance, Debilitated, in awe of your resilience. Whatever fate has in store, we dare to explore, Succinctly discourteous, yet our laughter will soar. Welcome to my silly life, starting to be shared with you. Mere days later, our limbs awry across this bed, tangled and … Continue reading Manus in Manu
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Orto Iam Sole
It was in the full bodied witching hours In the quietude of the house - a cliched peace, That we mulled over our history - both worldly and personal. Your voice like incense for my ears and my derelict heart. I am both enchanted and bewitched by you. You proclaim the delectable elixir, in our … Continue reading Orto Iam Sole
Faded
A faded flower Blue, with colour Analytical adults and Troublesome children. A star in the dark sky, where you sleep Cupped hands look for life. And yet, I stand still. Paralysed Without talking, I watch them Dance their special dance. Tiny creatures hide And under their nests, we see Where the beautiful shells Are thrown. … Continue reading Faded
Quixotically Perfect 