"Breathing Midnights...A Poem by ChrisÏ read Lilly Negoi's "Hollow Space" and felt my own thoughts respond.I read Lilly Negoi's "Hollow Space"and it
touched me. Seems there are many "places" where we can
stand and just stare into infinity. And what we see, hear, feel, taste
...remember - was the world ...our world... as we knew it to be
-or hoped it could be - wished, dreamed, even prayed... until it wasn't
anything at all ...anymore. “Breathing Midnights…” Can you hear the whispers on the midnaught lips pressing close? The taste of sage with each breath, the shiver of spring yet to come? I can still stand watch ...wait for the dawn... with empty eyes and emptier wishes that once rang - true and bright with more hope than sense... with more heart than understanding that even dreams end. Can you hear the whispers of nestled hearts lying close beating in soft
harmonies? Can you feel the moonlight's kiss? The starlight's touch? The tears ceased to fall on the outside of the glass - but the heart overflows with each eyelid's closing ...still. Chris © 2013 ChrisAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChrisLansing, MIAbout"Life is a terminal disease." All the doctors have basically told me so. "Life is an adventure... Pain, well you deal. Thanks for being here. 06/21/2020 I'm back and working on. I've been.. more..Writing
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