Solitude

[Leanne]

Edit I

It is shallow here beneath the pull of temporal binding
where suns rise and set between one another

Pebble thoughts glance across reflected shadows

No good can come of words
that are not whispered

and flesh melts against bone
to drown in sediment and silence
against your pillow

Original

It is shallow here beneath the pull of temporal binding
where suns rise and set between one another
and flesh melts against bone

Pebble thoughts glance across reflected shadows
to drown in sediment and silence

No good can come of words
that are not whispered
against your pillow