Lightening stretched across the sky and beamed through the curtains..
Twilight slept upon my dreary face..
Fallen shoulders lie on purple sheets.
A breath… a blow. To sleep but never to dream.
Uneasy and restless.
Rocky mind.
Beautiful yet untouched.
Fruitful curls perfectly kept. Peach smooth lips. Satin belly with rose tucked navel.
Rested thigh and dangled foot.
Unmoved and still. Lush and Lively, yet unreachable.
Unattainable and Undisturbed.
Internally suspended within realms of impossibility.
Wishful wanting for something that never comes.
Dews of longing in an ebony pupil.
A capture of presumed tranquility.
…A proud lie for the Photographers portfolio.
MANTRA 