Modern Poems · Modern Spirit · Spontaneous writing

Remember Us

When yesterday speaks, I quietly sit beside you,There's spectacles in your eyes that shine the darkest sky:velvet dreams, relentless passions, and vivacious tempers,and the shapes, space, and shadows you bring into my life. It all casts upon me, a violent-sweet memory. The girl you know yesterday has flown away,radiant in nature's first green and last… Continue reading Remember Us