Dear followers,
Sorry for not updating more, but NaMoWriMo is coming up so I will be back to it :) This following piece is not planned or prewritten, but rather raw material so let me know what you think. Thanks to you all.
Love,
Dementeria.
The whir of the fan as it wisps wind
towards my cold and covered calves
Your face fully present in my mind
Mountains, midnights, and miles between
us and distance seems to grow
as does the darkness
A cat purr vibrates my side and
sends me more memories and moments
we shared. Silence stills the sounds
as the power enjoys a slow death.
