Deep is
The light of
The Autumn
Sun that
Spills between
Our two
Lungs.
Static
The time as
You shift, breathe,
Allow
The stuff of
Warm dreams
Out.
Cold as
The white night,
Snow capped and
Bleak as
The roofs that
Line our
Street.
Thin now,
The veil of
My dark and
Deep eve.
Static so
Not to
Wake
You so
Soft beneath
The cold of
Sheets and
Me so warm
Outside
Them.
nice write, Adam... checked out the picture too... it made me hungry. hahh
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" Cold as
The white night,
Snow capped and
Bleak as
The roofs that
Line our
Street." because it's FREEZING COLD.
I was pretty proud of that line! Thanks for the comment man.
Deleteugh that last part.... she warm beneath the sheets and you outside... so deeply divided... i loved the snow capped nights esp. and the bleak roofs lining the street.. and hey...good to see you... hope life goes well for you adam
ReplyDeleteGood to see you too. Life is great for me :D Hope the same for you.
DeleteNice turn at the end, I like it ~ And I am way up here so I know cold cold, smiles ~
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