Monthly Archives: May 2014
Silver threads Encased inside a silver room Dream of gossamer wings Flitting fabric dry after springtime rains Metamorphosize Into another shade of yourself Silently unfold Out of your gilded cocoon.
Evanescent is the morning dawn Or nightly cloak as the day is gone Evanescent is the imaginary light Soft and gentle and aching and slight As silently sleeping with eyes softly closed Longing takes a rest in my heart The rain bleeding in from the open-edged window Sets innocence apart Evanescent is the […]
Paper-thin blossoms Rosy as the morning dawn Wet with springtime rains.
Empty orbs of glass See right through me Pursed ruby lips painted blood Lust Hunger for something more Unattainable Cold, lifeless Broken façade on the floor.