Monday, March 24, 2014

contours in heartspells

some specters
dark and shadowy
refract over moments

as words metamorphose
into a miasma
of emotional catechism

and steps falter
in eyes holding visions
of stars and blind spots

imbuing shades, relations
avoid their own reflection
of hues that hurt as eyesores

dawn and dusk, dark and light
purely coalesce into a single day
even as we draw - contours in heartspells..

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