by breathwords | May 25, 2017 | Drink In the Dark, Extended Exhalations
We waged war in shades of burgundy, passion stained, our souls enraged We painted madness across the page, begging for you to read our crimson ink As it flowed from swords Shaped like pens Scoring a tale That pierced hearts pale From ruby red To an orange that bled We...
by breathwords | May 5, 2017 | Bittersweet Breaths, Extended Exhalations
She whispers in abstract, shades of midnight black and questions that remain, persisting thoughts that will not wait, not always welcome or logical, rarely methodical, never as love notes or the soft touch of sin But, nonetheless, she is lost in them, the way...
