Unrequited

Stumbling, stuttering, falling, to shatter those dreams and desires that haunt my half woken hours of that auspicious night when I touched you, a brush, a glance, no matter for, turned outside in, the sky became the path I trod and tread, painful reminder of all those days, in bed, alone, unrequited.

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Samhain

You hung a stone in moonlight you prayed for souls, removed but wandering the world one night , beloved 
 This is a night of praise for the mortal and the dead, one night they meet their fate to greet 
  beginning, not ending, with ghouls and dancing demons, a vestige of remains, to the party,…Read more Samhain