untame me soft and unfocused the universe spins and shrinks around me I am a giant in this chromatic aberration yet I am absent, fragmented light dancing for stained glass galleries consume me with your color fringed eyes express movement with me fluorescent intent in each of our strokes— flat black paint pulled across alabaster … Continue reading Oblivius
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Oblivius: A Gallery
There exists a dissonance when you finally acknowledge that which had previously gone unnoticed. It's all subconscious consumption and blissful unawareness until you wake up one morning in a bed you've woken up in dozens of times before to find yourself someplace new-- it is here you find yourself, once oblivious, now in love over … Continue reading Oblivius: A Gallery
Pale Love
letting out a soft moan, she brings chills to my skin and paralyzes my bones her icy breath caresses the nape of my neck, she is nostalgia dark hair and pale eyes her lips whisper my name my nose blushes in shades of red my fingertips ache in shades of blue, I meet her soft, … Continue reading Pale Love
La Petite Mort
my lover is arcane for, he only speaks in tongues he breathes cold, cadaverous air to fill my empty lungs Latin chants over freshly turned earth he comes creeping in the night when not another soul is heard beneath a new moon sky and in the howling wind he quietly stalks aching to nourish his … Continue reading La Petite Mort
Alibi
You say one thing with your lips but your eyes speak another narrative they are much more captivating The air is warm and heavy the sky is dark and ready I can see you in the storm What is this desire to dance on the line of disaster?