He stirs in another day, to be exhumed again within his microcosm. She lays on her side, body motionless eyes shut, yet her mind vastly searching. They are both together and separate, as is the soil and wind are elements apart. His grounded ways cast shadows across his tempered heart. Hers breaks into fissures invisible to the world he resides, she will create a secret one in time. Awe staggering sweetly and soundly to escape their mundane betrayals. Like stars crossing and bolting admist the velvet-ebony night. If only they could know themselves they would know each other. Another sun sets and flutters away, the butterfly and lightning bug. So beautiful in their own vivid and glowing ways. Their radiance only seen by either night or day. They are truly mismatched fates, paired to fly in different directions in the currents of air.
Posted on: Sat, 13 Jul 2013 03:41:32 +0000
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