Rest, How does a lover rest? Drunk and stumbling in the arms of twilight
My heart is ablaze with myriad pictures painted on silence.
In the sunset, the world grows soft, little wonder that I am out here, drinking in the wild places
Dark hair, long and flowing, a memory, a voice, like wild honey, and a laugh like wine, a memory and fiery text in the walls of my heart
Doubt, Fear, unbelief, just another passing moment, a breath in silence, exhale the cares
drunk with a looming passion, it hangs on my lips like the scent of wine
Her skin, brushing up against mine, otherworldly in the twilight, the sunset in her eyes like emeralds in a fire.
A soft blush on her cheek, a sudden indrawn breath of excited surprise, the laugh like summer memories
Even with the lights and seeming like a forgotten dream, she glows.
A stone for my pillow, to dream of you tonight.
I smell apples on her breath, and hear rivers in her footsteps, a single word exchanged at sunset, that’s all it takes, she vanishes away, taking my heart with her to wild places.