Dysprosium162's avatar
Wow,  I love how you end this poem of love and longing:

suspended in the contingency
of the unknown,
i hope your wrung hands
red with distortion
& blue with disappearance,
make your way back
to the greying soles of my feet,

I love the texture and imagery you use here.
chromeantennae's avatar
Thank you so very much. I'm quite proud of that stanza, myself. :love: