Dark night for a dark
man with darkest intentions
not sinister or base
but sweet and rich like
velvet on my
I want to wrap my arms around your darkness
pull you into me
color wash my soul
I said to you as you pulled on your coat, “If nothing else, we’ve got great stories.”
But what if I want
all epilogues being one great story that lingers and continues…
its heady scent growing stronger over years
as you - I - we color wash this life.
I wrote this a few months ago, and just happened upon it again today. I think I like it. What do you think?