Hundreds of sleepless nights
Ignite memories of
Lasting embers to a dying fire.
Shadows kissed along
your jagged features
Like a statue
Coming to life
Under candlelight.
Your eyes caught
The dusk's final breath
And the seas of
Your stare
Swallowed it whole.
The starlight caught
your wine stained lips
And I yearn for the nights
I spent eons getting
Drunk off them.
Beneath a bashful moon
YOU ARE READING
To The Stars
PoesieDrifting thoughts of a wandering soul. "I am lost amid memories screened in smoke and veiled in melancholy. How the world sways and stars dance, how the night becomes day and I? I remain lost, wandering aimlessly in the obsidian soaked path laid ou...
