The silver glow That filtered low Did bathe them like a memory. No forest dark Could kill the spark That filled them full of reverie.
Take me and wake me Don’t ever forsake me. Slip inside My sunshine smile, As I surrender and dance In the clouds of your eyes.
Pinpricks swim in ink Illuminating the dream Heralds of love’s hope © Brandewulf 2018 In response to a challenge/prompt from a comment in Bojana’s poem
Peering through the spaces Between all the places we hide. I will fall and crawl inside you To suck the smoke from your lungs. Inhaling
You know those days. Those myriad ways That thoughts fly forth From haunted halls. They spray across the horizon Like dragonfire belched. Twining trails, like
Felt like forever That I was missing The breathtaking moments Of your ginger kissing. Greeting me with Your sassafras smile In my magenta morning And,