Journal

Evening

All the songs i see in your eyes
All the luminosity i hear in your words
Just merely in dollops of pride
Spread light on this evening.

This evening knows you were here
That you're to dawn, this evening knows not.
As if in the blues of valediction
You and I know each other.

Dusk

Dusk lingers merely in its dark mind
And the night rarely gets you
As my mortal body does.
Blood red - wiped off the sky,
The darkness in my blood.
Night knows the blood - the blood donor -
The meaning of her mysterious life,
Amongst many little whispers of sleep.