Exploring the darker side of creative inspiration.

Soft, cold in a sacred way.
Your dreaming at light,
and breathing silence.
I broke in half,
a division of self.
And became one,
apart and dragging
you behind me.
Hours won’t pass,
this time.
Erased from the book of life.
Blue eyes and bluest skin,
my only one
~Eternal~
The soft inside is dry,
full of tears
and the salt of life.
Drowning in a sea of darkness,
this womb of neverending
delights….

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