Blaire

Blaire 2d

Boon

if you’re not here
it’s like the clouds are thick,
but not with mist
in fact,
the light will be missed

Blaire 2d

My garden had grown quite low
With not many colours nor vows
Will you water down my tones
Embed the bristles and bones
Wither the missing notes
Bring the dead some words

Blaire 6d

dawned

my heart’s roots are tangled up with yours, the more you try to cut them the better it grows

Blaire 6d

ephemera

i’m not one to abandon whom i adore but i wish we relapse and our souls crash like blurry skies and tangled clouds

— The End —