Monday, November 28, 2016

Chasing Light

Come with me
Where the day's last light lingers
A bridge of moments crumbling behind us
But here, between last light and first night
Your face is gently illuminated
You are at your most youthful 
You are at your most beautiful 
As you turn away from unflattering regrets 
And shadows fade
As your tightly wound desires
Slowly unravel

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