Combing sand, seeking wholeness aged eyes perceive fragments, sharpened by tidal cycles Inevitable, I surmise and persist. (Written for Fandango’s one word prompt: cycle, and
Even lamplight cannot penetrate the obliteration of blizzard white – the icy absence between us. Red was the colour of our passion, now red is
Naughty thrilled her – lacked inhibitions toward elicit, tantalized by promised ‘nice’ Imagined blood red petals strewn atop steamy suds, champagne flutes and intoxicating entanglements.
Slippers, perched at night stand, twitching impatiently, mark the absence of feet, cannot appreciate the meaning of unruffled bed covers. Abandoned, a coffee mug bemoans
Alternate realities parallel linear logic – Non-ego driven forays into magical mysteries – answers not supplied – Float in orgasmic, ethereal landscapes – kaleidoscopic colours unseen