#stardust musing

The orange setting over the horizon feels like a warm smile, from a face, that is familiar from a universe, far far away.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

Daffodils of this mind are now withered The mellow voices, screaming pain. The darkest clouds burning, tethered, whilst weeping crystal ashes in rain.

Dancing at those blues songs Licking woe for the one who's gone Kissing old photographs, till dawn Lifeless letters, in silence belong.

... and in the heart of the sea, You try to hold an anchor for the sinking. I’d rather drown gently, bit by bit, everyday in our love until the watery grave calls me out by my name.