I've been spilling some ink for the past few days.

Enjoy...? - - - blue the colour of the cloudless sky you see on a warm summer day. the colour of the water that threatens to cradle you, to engulf you, to savour you as it eats your breath the moment you go too deep, too far, into its embrace like a child rushing into their mothers arms. the colour of their eyes when they stare into yours; in moments of passion and playfulness; in moments of hatred and animosity; in the final moments of their life. it is the colour of the bed they lay on as they tell you that there is nothing to fear, and you watch them drift, drift down into the waters' open arms and hug it ever so tightly, never letting go. // untitled and so i close myself off from the world shedding the skin attained from the spring and summer months burning snow becomes a blanket shielding me from the moon and its distinct insisting gaze hiding from the beautiful monster that compels us to turn our souls into its own special stardust scattered across the night sky vulnerable and cold

Thanks! here's some more both are untitled /// how dull seconds minutes hours they pass a gentle breeze in the wind and yet still no sign of colour /// strict silence you can hear everything the quiet ringing in your ear becomes a church bell signalling the sermon of saturninity the mute priest begins the gospel sings dead air you listen intently repenting for your sins in reticence until the quiet ringing slows to a halt and you are left with nothing once again