that kind of night

I’m lying awakeStaring at the fan overheadTrying to fathomThe differenceBetween the bladesAnd my mindFor both seem to beSpinningLike a tornadoUnstoppable and unkind I find myselfPonderingAt the oddest thoughtMy eyes if openSee perhaps darkerThan if shut tight There’s thoughtsI’ve put offIn the hopes that theyDisappearAnd dreams born in my mindI have embracedIn the hopes that theyComeContinue reading “that kind of night”

Mirrors

If the sky was a mirrorA reflection of the world beneathThen up there among the starsIs where I’d like to have been If the ocean were a mirrorA reflection of the sky up aboveThen in the shining watersIs where I would find love If I sneaked a quick glanceInto a glass with a mirror carvedThenContinue reading “Mirrors”