She was floatingin the twilight,the sakura branchesspreadingover her dress,filling the airwith pink. After she left,only the deafening silencestayed,like a bell,behind the long kiss.
My dreams,rivers of ice,carry me,tireless,along moon shadows. They pull me outof night and day,and I wake upin silent twilight. It’s quietas in timesbefore Creation,before you and mebecame together. I fill my lungswith the nascent dawnmy breath,your breath,whispering prayersfor a new,peacefulsunrise. text & artwork by […]