You were all I thought about, we grew this connection we both were unsure of. But without exchanging words, we both knew. And now you're gone, without a word and I'm left in a world of emptiness.
Simmering in the evening heat, washing my mind of sickness and grime, a chance to let go of plagues on repeat, victim to the earth and the master of time. A paradox of emotions that ravage, soul rumbl...
you say you want life, laughter, and love
By voidlightmoon https://voidlightmoon.tumblr.com/post/160585350639/say-you-feel
“I’m that typical human whose mind is filled with celestial bodies of the universe; who is not in love with it anyway? I make poems out of the form of constellations that I thought were written in rev...
The light fused through the windowsill, a white beam erupting flakes of dust into sparkling facets. My irises are both blinded & embraced by dust sparkles. A speck of dust, for one moment, a speck of ...
behind the battered white of your eyelids, hanging light & droopy as wings, soft-snow & the bouquet of embracing oleanders in the back of the old truck. your sick heart thrums within the burning silk ...
Our forever Was never
By instanceandthephrase http://jonathanpigno.com/post/159275127994/to-this-i-do-confess
You were all I thought about, we grew this connection we both were unsure of. But without exchanging words, we both knew. And now you're gone, without a word and I'm left in a world of emptiness.
Simmering in the evening heat, washing my mind of sickness and grime, a chance to let go of plagues on repeat, victim to the earth and the master of time. A paradox of emotions that ravage, soul rumbl...
you say you want life, laughter, and love
By voidlightmoon https://voidlightmoon.tumblr.com/post/160585350639/say-you-feel
“I’m that typical human whose mind is filled with celestial bodies of the universe; who is not in love with it anyway? I make poems out of the form of constellations that I thought were written in rev...
The light fused through the windowsill, a white beam erupting flakes of dust into sparkling facets. My irises are both blinded & embraced by dust sparkles. A speck of dust, for one moment, a speck of ...
behind the battered white of your eyelids, hanging light & droopy as wings, soft-snow & the bouquet of embracing oleanders in the back of the old truck. your sick heart thrums within the burning silk ...
Our forever Was never
By instanceandthephrase http://jonathanpigno.com/post/159275127994/to-this-i-do-confess