Featured artwork @Patryk Garrett
Tears tip past midnight
Brightness hangs at noon
His darkness looms
But anything he offers me,
I want to consume.
His strong arms form the stars
Crisp, like fairy leaves in a storm
More beautiful than daylight,
But fragile as the day I was born.
With a song and dance that will never play
This heaven upholds a piece of my pain
Under sheets and shadows,
His kiss promised beneath the rain.
I’ve only ever wanted one thing for myself
And I want to show you his name
Here lies that girl from the woods,
With a wolf’s heart to tame.
Heaven holds a sense of grief
Hands full of desire
All unwanted promises and pleasures,
Will hereto break the fire.
j. r. wallington 