Monday, October 24, 2011

Love ,... or/ The end of sorrow

                                In the faint woods approaching dusk,.. thin shadows of night spread out past the distinct boundaries that assemble the forest floor,....the intervals between the bedded leaves crackle beneath your abrupt footsteps. The eyeballs that watched over you in the sordid scurry of  night. Your silhouette,...remaining still,..then tumbling outside the corners of your vision. The pattern and contrast of your fragile profile,..layered in two- dimensional interpretations. To rest your limbs upon the aching branches that idle wearily,... upon the crucial descent of the vulnerable evening.
                               Teenage years diminishing into the folly of ages. The years of circumstance,...and the yearning for closure,...the weeping,...your eyes glazed with myriad tears leaking out through your fertile brow. Then mesmerized,..... the sensation of pain implanted traumatic memories into your sharpened recollections. ,... Your intricate presence of color. The iridescent portrayal of ideal fantasies,...the bleeding rainbows of aura that penetrated your mystical realm,..If only for a brief ribbon in time ,..my fingertips grazed the unfathomable mist you exuded beyond your eyes,..and into the vast abyss of time and destiny. The thick and bright,...the lost among the daylights. A curtain pulled down on the artificial evil that enveloped itself as reality.
                               You told me not to be frightened,... among the dismal landscape. You reminded me that the creatures were worth no mind to pay. They thrive off my worries,.....like a poisonous reptile thrives off the weak and illeterate.  The formations I observed no more than a mirage,...at the end of a jaded plateau,...and nothing more than a weak splatter of comprehension. You have planted significant substance into my thawed out void,..that's gradually grown,...until there was nothing left to do but melt..........

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