if every moment is carved
than
I am a smooth-cut stone
all the cuts are
such furtive
things
like an inhale with moonlit breath
steamy streaks of silver on black rock
seen, but unnamed
all to anonymous
into the dimness of shadow
I am diminished in the ash of sadness
hidden in prose
at loss for a word
hush now
my cries only curse the silence
tonight is lost to future moments
that only cleave the dreams in my heart
A perfect write! Sigh... ♡
A perfect write! Sigh... ♡
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thanks greatly Mr 9inety my friend afar for sharing
steamy streaks of silver
Etchings makes rock shiver
Onslaught of the chisel
Banging of the hammer
A Masterpiece is born
©bishu
Pretty!
Sounds like black marble.