Lost Photo Muse

In a photograph She sits on a high ruin wall Sadly smiling at the crystal eye Night falls unseen In the other world she’s departed While shadows reach the valley floor “Stranger, where is she?” I ask the fleshless dark But neither dreams nor answers come Just the memory Of summers fallen down a wellContinue reading “Lost Photo Muse”

Lemon Traces

Basking in warm, sweet lemon light, Soft as the sun’s heavenly embrace, I had a desperate dream I would be Resurrected and restored, reunited With the lost self, reaffirmed by new Bonds that would prove unbreakable Bulwarks against the rapidly rising Tides of future days & yellow moons. This magic, this woman, this tree OfContinue reading “Lemon Traces”