Evening Third Eye MemoirA Poem by Chris FolioWrote this about my experiences awhile ago with a lovely friend.
"Evening Third Eye Memoir"
You are my everything on a pleasant night fall, shining crystal field radiance of our lovely Friday. Your the flame scorching my finger charcoal, playfully and hesitantly playing hide and seek. You are my loving hand, containing a split personality tied heart, finest strings tuned for an ensemble of our ever growing ever long receding questions. You are the thoughts pouring in my head at 5 am, unfathomably concocting inspiration to even begin my day in order to see you. Your my cherished day, halfway through a motion of a pacific storm, and you come along and cease the rip tide, amassing the stillest beautiful waters allowing mindfulness in the most spectacular of awakenings. Your the lingering discontent of the unresponsive, however miserable I may it eventually builds anticipation, merry and meaning to a new life you bring to me in the coming hours. Your my weary eyes while digging the chasms of my heart happily and forever, while you make me utter love in the fullest and most honest tone imaginable. Your my Misty eyes, readying to pour oceans of sadness into joy for I realize everything will get better once I see you tomorrow... © 2016 Chris FolioReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 17, 2016 Last Updated on December 30, 2016 Tags: Friendship, Love, Emotion AuthorChris FolioHurricane , WVAbout18 year old senior in high school looking to share my writing with some wonderful people. I'm working on a book containing a collection of journal entries I've been writing. I'd describe it as a guide.. more..Writing
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