streetlights cast shadows
far reaching into corners
of my empty room
dust motes trace sun beams
muted brightness juxtaposed
with charcoal shadows
one ray falls upon
the spot where your pillow
always used to sleep
Missing
23 Oct 2012 3 Comments
a few words spewing from my soul…
23 Oct 2012 3 Comments
streetlights cast shadows
far reaching into corners
of my empty room
dust motes trace sun beams
muted brightness juxtaposed
with charcoal shadows
one ray falls upon
the spot where your pillow
always used to sleep
Oct 23, 2012 @ 13:12:22
nice – especially “…where your pillow…used to sleep.”
Oct 24, 2012 @ 01:10:22
love love love this
Oct 24, 2012 @ 01:59:04
Thank you!
Much as I’m like that…wouldn’t it be nice to not be able to relate?