High Contrast
-I feel the swelling in my heart. There is something I’ve never had, or even sadder, maybe forgot. And I’ll sit there, the smoke spiraling into clouds around me. Feel her sacred energy. It’s energy, nothing more. It may be funny, that in my thoughts of her, there is no bare skin rubbing against bare skin. That is, not the dream I’ve had. There is an image: a clouded white background and her hair in her face. High contrast. Maybe it is something in the eyes. Something there. Energy. I don’t see the soul I want to know, in her, […]