You'll find no vindication here

Her breath is like
ashes
...singing...
on the edge
of her acolyte thoughts

She finds redemption in
those moon lit skies
When the trees cry out
to the stars
in a luminescent silence

He whispers to her on the wind....

Sighing with the pale
dimming of the fire flies
her heart flutters
as she falls to the ground

Reviews

[sushi]

"He whispers to her on the wind....

Sighing with the pale
dimming of the fire flies
her heart flutters
as she falls to the ground"

Its wonderful.... thanks for sharing...

[Bard Constantine]

Once again strong images resonate from your creative use of language... 'breath like ashes' conjures up strong visuals, as does the entire piece. Nicely done...

[Glarthir]

The title fits it perfectly. Well done c:

[Forever Mine]

The title caught my attention and i couldnt stop reading. very beautiful

[Cytosine]

I like it, especially the title.

[the-One-with-the-Darkne..]

i like this. good imagery.

[nono]

Nicely said! I love this and I bet some people who feel like they have no choice but to give up would feel better after reading this.

[Ruth]

Beautifully crafted love!
A pleasure to read :)
A fall, taking the beauty of universal quality with it too!
Awesome
xx

[Robin]

you have a unique drama within your writing .