an entire summer of bleak septembers!

never so weary of contentment as when
the cool lights descend
on a momentary shadow
naked, asleep on cigarette ashes
blown from the windowsill's dark oak meandering

the breath of a fan fills the room with
the night and the crying of bonfires
that expose

your silhouettes
straight-eyed and smoke stained
lounging outside of every doorway
where stars,
obscure and golden,
crouch behind your white body, equally as dividing

 

Loveliness, title is most excellent.

 

yeah...actually.... i just entirely switched the poem. oh well. but anyways, thanks kitten

 

Still very enjoyable.

 

Very nice, well done.

 

I'm glad you're back! I love this poem.

 

that was good

 

very nice, I enjoyed reading it.

 

Great read. ~ty~

 

excellent execution here! the imagery is top notch, the flow is just right... really, this was a perfect read... kudos!

 

thank ya everyboody