pulled apart at dawn with just strands of light to hold on to
Tag: Elancharan
locked in a deep dark embrace with the autumn night
the promise of stretched skin laid out to dry
I take my time with the glitter on your skin
a tale of two cinematic visions imploding in the dying light of dusk
hot oil worked into frail joints the beauty of this moment
the koel in the darkness as if the night sings to us
the splitting migraine and the half moon who offers no solace
half moon the half dead faces at the bus stop staring into oblivion
drink in the night and let fate run its course through pale veins
elancharan gunasekaran 