Tag Archive: Longing

Miles away

I want you and you are not here. I pause in this garden, breathing the colour thought is before language into still air. Even your name is a pale ghost and, though I exhale it… Continue reading

Beach House – Myth


Are you the river, or am I?

are you the river or am I do I flow into the sea or do you flow into me why is it when I try to slake my thirst you disappear when you… Continue reading