Van Keyl : Writing

Somewhere Across

Somewhere Across

A Poem by Van Keyl


The last night your breathing sang me to sleepand our limbs felt as if they were two great voidsconsuming each other in collision,only to separate lik..
If love could bleed a different color, I wouldn't let her bleed at all

If love could bleed a different color, I wouldn't ..

A Poem by Van Keyl


The first time our eyes twined across the distanceseparating the heart in her from the hole in mine,I saw not a face, but a shadow looming in the stre..