float us
somewhere crimson,
gold. there are secrets
in these watery ellipses;
we have grown
long in our own
reflections,
……………waiting.
…
photo and prompt from mindlovemiserysmenagerie.
float us
somewhere crimson,
gold. there are secrets
in these watery ellipses;
we have grown
long in our own
reflections,
……………waiting.
…
photo and prompt from mindlovemiserysmenagerie.
“crimson” tends to make things about Alabama football for me … so this is about the quiet before the rage, gearing up for a big game 😉
I love “there are gold secrets” … and also “watery ellipses” as a representation of tears.
Oh, MY…YES. I love this.
I knew you’d catch “gold secrets.” 🙂
That is the best kind of lonely to be.