She read to him at midnight
Each and every word and phrase
They were whispered by the candlelight
They were seen through the haze
The letters left her plump red lips
And landed in his calloused hands
The words at her fingertips
That came from distant lands
She cast a spell at twilight
On the distraught soul by her side
Who wouldn't give up without a fight
Who would neither run nor hide
The words embraced him in their warmth
They caressed him, soft and smooth
They sat with him by the hearth
Revealing his wandering heart's truth
She breathed the sentences at noon
When the fiery sun burned away his sorrows
His ears caught every beat and tune
Of the words that chased away his shadows
The phrases pierced his alert eyes
And settled onto his troublesome mind
They made his curiosity rise
For there were more treasures to find
She guided his hunt at dawn
For the words, his deepest desire
Had chosen to play him like a pawn
And set his entire life on fire
A fire that seared and ignited his being
A fire that fueled his beating heart
A fire that distracted him from seeing,
Seeing his world fall apart
She read to him every day and night
From a rough, leather-bound book
It set his whole body alight
And one page is all it took.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Whispered into the Void
PoesiaI am screaming into the endless mass of darkness and shadows that exists in my mind. Maybe it'll scream back. I dread it. I hope for it. I welcome it.
