Silent One Simple Musings 15 July 2017
Like an interrupted dream shadows of the one who inspired it linger like morning dew. No aroma and no taste, yet I'm left breathless, as thoughts reminisce. I listen to this tired heart, as one deep breath results in a thousand sighs and I don't want to be found, but yearn to understand why I feel like a million crumpled stars, silently sprinkled like paint drops protecting the moon, feeling like glue holding the universe together and who am I to disturb it? Her beauty was a merited gift. Her departure unnecessary. Her lips without speaking could rewrite history and I wonder can she hear these sighs? Her call is the one I want to answer for eternity. To speak until no words remain. Give until there is nothing - submitting to her submission is life's greatest victory. Twilight aurora, night flower of this heart, you shine in emerald velvet hues in shades of scarlet. Like a rainbow, your presence brightened the horizons. but just like the stars you disappeared with daylight - your absence leaving behind blackness.
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