Safe in pillow forts,Beneath layers of blankets,Secret smiles and tears.Childhood escapes from the cold,Impregnable fantasy.
Tag: Friendship
Until Morning Comes
A chain of street lamps,Illuminate the path home,For all such sweet fools:By virtue of youth and wine -Immortal for but a while.
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Stones snap in rhythm,Marking the gentle passing,Of our finite time.
Enchanted Castle
I can't help but be impressed,Of your ability to play the part,Of the cruel fairy:Biting, humorless bitch.Chasing your loved onesFar far away,Until it's only you and I,A princess and her enchanted castle,Each longing for a wish,That cannot be said aloud,Or else it would shatter,This mirror-world in which we reside.
Drive Safe
I just texted you.You're being ridiculous -No, I just got back.Of course I'm fine. Well, I mean...It's nice to hear your voice, too.
Photos
Kissy face pictures,Names scribbled in bright blue ink,Now faded with time. How fondly we look to the horizon,Not knowing that our journey is over.
In a Cluttered Atelier
I'm not fond of it - too quiet, too observant. You always telling me to shut up and observe, Maestro. Shut up. You at least have arms to clean the atelier when you annoy me. How does one punish this? Unplug it, perhaps? That's murder! Oh. Well, give it a brush - let's give it … Continue reading In a Cluttered Atelier
Text Chains
Phones are heavy,With empty names,Endless text chains,Binding me to this moment - Etched in stone -Frozen in time -Burned into my soul - So that pitiful message,From ten years ago,Lies in youthful hope, unread.
Knit Mufflers
Freezing rain falling,Cutting through this knit muffler,Wrapped around my head,Whenever I sigh through it,I thank you for your present.
Settling in with the Setting Sun
Her toes curled in her damp socks, drying in front of the little space heater beneath her desk. A cup of coffee-milk (to call it milk-coffee was to stretch towards fantasy) moved around her face: first to her left cheek, then her forehead, over to the right cheek, her lips, and then back again in … Continue reading Settling in with the Setting Sun