Sunday, 2 April 2017

blue moon again

where we left off in kindred
heartbreak; forgive me, blue moon.
nothingness into apparatus of our 
euphoric salutations to the sunrise
and sunsets of our old membranes 
and darkness clouds. i grieve your
brightens and define your yellow
chakra. believe me and we can
finale a fire spirit dance upon
my blades of dilluted veined leaves.

a blue moon kiss.
again.



 

grieving greif

bountiful snow with stagnant silver wings and baby steps leaning us forward. i have been in this attic before and the leaks were distancing ...