Sirius looks
down
upon
the chill
hanging
the moment
when first
we met
a keenness
beats
evening’s
chill calling
electric kisses
blushes
the
night
waiting
stars streaking
the long
ride
glances
across
the dim
light
searching
fingers
find
ing hands
knitted together
that offer
comfort
woven.
Daily Archives: September 23, 2014
waves
slices
razor’s edge
darkness still possesses color
what remains of yesterday
while sleep illusive tip toes
away, ghosts from other rooms
demand attention, awakening
that same pain reminder of
the coming day’s events, how
what was, will never be again
cuts the landscape’s edges
bring awareness center stage.