Darkest Night

She ponders The bewilderment He left at her doorstep. Poignant recollections… Noticing him Staring at desire With a cynical glare. Refusing to notice Its exquisiteness Darkened by that which hides The light. Her subtle beauty, Too late to behold. Feeling him Lacking the sensitivity To experience That which rest below. The surface of emotions Pressed against cold reflections. His tender heart, Too late to touch. Refusing to … Continue reading Darkest Night