I stared at your face
in the mirror; eyes semi-
shrouded in darkness,
your lips shone red
under the flickering
glow of the candle.
on the walls,
the phantoms danced
with the rouge of
the light,
moving like forbidden
lovers
in the distant past.
in this ideal, I saw you
walked over the window and
throw the blinds open as
the moon embraces you with her
light.
you looked into
the darkness,
at long last.
smiling and muttering
words i know i won't
remember when i wake up.
YOU ARE READING
Under The Late October Skies
PoesíaI am looking for the kind of love that is worthy of me and my words. ☽☀☾ -You will lose yourself in nirvana on this very surface and then- i will teach you how to navigate the stars knowing that even if you lose me, you will find your way back. ...
