Shadow of Ash07-22-08

by October 7, 2008 0 comments

Everything you do effects me.
You are the butterfly
to my causality.

Your eyelids open up

Your horizons are
my periphery.

Your voice , in synapse
a chorus of spheres.

The sub-atomic thought moments
that make you
feel alive.

Now inserted
and intertwined
in-between mine.

You are blindingly beautiful
as you explode in time.

I am a
shadow of ash
left behind.

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