When Our Stories Bled Together

When our stories bled together Eternity nodded gleefully unfolding our broken grounds, howling voids and lost alliterations… My perfect imperfections slipped down at my feet, this intoxicated Existence mended my subdued Heart in spasmodic recurrences… I have been seeking for You Inside millennial dips of wisdom!... I am distressed by my absent impressions expressed by restored discourses along my winterish hallucinatory midnights When our stories bled together I woke up from this Ancient grey longing and edgeless Time frames, spring-flowers blasted in echoed reverberations… Yet!... the World demanded an answer! A cross-examined petition of my agonized paroxysms, no appeals… neither claims over its utilitarian ultimatums! A plea… with no supplications and beseeched adjurations… Together!... We bled our histories with hypnotic accents and saffron reminders about the World’s triviality and consistent frivolity! (Anca Mihaela Bruma, 28th January 2016) Copyright (c) 2016 by Anca Mihaela Bruma, All Rights Reserved, except the right to forward and to share with friends - with credit - which is held to be a good idea and is thus encouraged.