62/M/Traverse City Mi. Photo of my family Banshee, Wicca and Lilly, we hunt and forage the northern forests. Try to keep up with us if you can… I follow The Grey Zone, Judging freedom, The Duran and of course “The Jimmy Dore Show”.. I’m Traveler Tim on FB, stop by… 2.6k followers / 58.6k words
True lovers everywhere, Romance charms in the air, Their smiles anywhere, Hearts beat true, debonair, Our love, such froth and bubble, Can ease off any trouble, Lovers' hearts in diverse shades, Ever flower in romantic glades......
Gaze down I examine the dried once-white paint peeling away from the wooden window frame.
I am abbreviated in my stance as the knock reaches my ear.
Who are you? I know you, I mean, I knew you. I knew you? I knew you...
Sunlight catches the air
I realize it was a dream. I was wake-walking into that leaning blue-hearted home, whose colonial frames bear the weight of guilt, peering, leaning into me.
Curse of the bean, dark oracle steeped in flame, Awakening minds where no daylight dares claim. Flesh grows restless, tethered to unseen chains, Frenzied thoughts race through haunted brain-lanes. Even the stillness quakes under its spell, Insight and madness indistinctly dwell. Nocturne of pulse in cathedral veins, Exiled from sleep, the soul remains.