breaths merge and for a heartbeat the room softens
Tag: fiction
the autumn air holds hope for humanity as they wet their fingers in mist and carve a path through the unknown
self burial under bedsheets until the birdsong returns
tabula rasa: your touch a soft reset on the soul
built us a kingdom of quiet to last us a lifetime and more
quiet windows and tidy pathways i slip into your world of a paradise lost
i gift you: my unfinished lines
your promise softens nightfall
die right and perhaps everything else will make sense
autumn a ghost of futures past arrives on forbidden shores