quiet thunder, a roaring breeze…
bright darkness, a shadow of light

a shot of wine, a sip of coffee…
a quick kiss, a long wink

never ending legs and stubby stilettos, piercing light eyes tamed by a smoky halo...
clumsily impeccable hair, that familiar perfume in the air

the eyes hear,  what wasn't meant for the ear...
the obvious, oblivious and the unspoken understood

a shoulder to smile on, cradle the bizarre…
bathroom mirrors are the place for tears

easy come, a comfy go, strings attached…
filing voids, where there were none

tentacles are wings, jellyfishes float in the sky…
birds fly underwater, singing ballads to whales…

random words, does not a poem make
i've no clue why I write this... maybe just a weird take.