dusk we quietly redirect the subliminal unrest
Tag: fiction
a hand in the black of suffering and another to receive the karmic gold
summer bodies tossed between words and touches
subconscious tuning of the silence to suit our needs
fresh bodies of wood for the furnace the grin of summerborne fires
the living void bares witness to the dance of platonic cycles
in this space of dusk we undream our sequence of lies
call you by a different name touch you in a new way as the seasons change
curtains peeled on fairy wings the winds of august floats in
remember body remember how summer made us feel
elancharan gunasekaran 