Eos

Twin piece to 'Antares', I guess.

Share this with me, 
this transience of habit 
and habitat 

Marking the blindness of skin to water
as scriptures of fire traced in invisible 
ink, this arc of canvas 

Awash in the shellac of memories 
in twilight, bitter years. 

Secrets, and the pure misery 
of remembrance, fingers scaffolding 
eyes against the light 

Of a thousand suns and uncountable moons 
the astronomy of our bodies 
miles and minds apart. 

Reviews

[Aarea]

This was really good! It had a great feel to it!

[Emily B]

if someone had told me years ago, that you would get better with time i might not have believed it, your art was already so perfect, you really have ascended the heights