I tried to keep you near
Our finger tips pressed and ached together, our grip slowly subsiding
Along with your scent
I once believed that soon it shall be
But the jagged pieces of glass embedded withi...
You could have been
Once encased within my embrace
You could have ruled
I write these words on parchment meant for the gods
I will burn, ashes consumed with broken breaths
Signs have been begged for
It's after midnight
The cadence of your breathing is inebriating
A chill cascades across the room
I pull you closer
The warmth emanating from our bodies marries underneath the covers
The atmosphere of...
Our veins pulse and writhe.
Details of our existence in close proximity.
The music we create is the heaven you are recalling.
The poetry we write is the scripture you've become inebriated with.
Hand in hand.
Aura to aura.
We'll acquire the strength to antagonize the Earth.
Our essence compile to rid the palisades.
Pieces of our lives that we once had before float through the dense air.
I’ve only been able to catch a glimpse of her.
She resembles nothing save a fragmented silhouette of who she used to be.
An emptiness in her eyes and gravel in her voice.
It sets my teeth on edge.