Dewfall

Dewfall has happened in my heart, night descends warm and moist upon my soul, and therein you lie asleep calm and peaceful. I wish you would wake, I wish you could, to quell the claustrophobic silence of my room, but […]

Your Contour

Shimmering in the light that turns you black, your contour dances in front of the door; a throbbing pulse of movement reaches me, a sight as unlike your appearance as the sun itself – you’re vivified by light and in […]