The music of stringed instruments linger
braising ruby lips...
Drifting into the expansiveness
of the moments when you once...
When monsters lurked beneath my bed,
And scary dreams fan through my head...
My mind is silent,
my head is calm...
Life...
A monastery of sadness...
My heart spills like the water falling around me.
Thunderous clashes form inside our bodies...
Stagnate in motion, bound by your hate
These words flow freely, yet carry no weight...
Have you ever loved your best friend so much that...
love always...
I started with strait lines,
But the thought it bought to mind did not fit...