Trail of the wings
... When tears express what words can’t say and the soul becomes saturated with unspoken ache burning deep, abiding void... Subsiding...
When
... visions transform into heartbeats dreams into warm showers of contentment fantasies into a sea of colours and illusions into longings...
Red
Red supple edgy swirls cutting into my deep churning the inside of the buried being Bruises of an endless quest sores of everlasting...
LONELINESS
Four walls, a door... In the strong grip of the void Open door, wide peculiar... What use is an open door, if you don't know where to go...
FRAGRANCE
Inhaling the fragrance of the incense and my dreams make their way towards you Luscious sweetness saturates the air a firm embrace of...
SOMETIMES IN AUTUMN
Sometimes in Autumn when leaves are swirling down from trees it feels like dreams, coming adrift, hopes desires, illusions flying away,...