friendship – Sylvie's Portfolio

Pegasae

Smoke rippled tenderly from the cover
Of far and foreign lights. Friends as we lay,
Beneath neon waves from twilight displays.

[12] ~ Resent Me, My Brother

Alex visits Stella.

Now you say my skin is too familiar.
Memories of the past distract our bliss.
A visage hangs upon me like cursed mists.

You will ask yourself then,
As life’s noose tightens,
If your mind was ever truly sound.
No answer will come to your lips.