Saturday, January 12, 2019

Foundations

Awkward laughs,
deep conversations,
speaking silences…
Like steel beams and
nuts and bolts,
pillar on pillar,
we built our foundations,
step by step, breath by breath.
The process engraved in grey matter,
translates into a plot of bestselling romance.
And then suddenly,
dark shadows eclipse these foundations,
these pedestals on which
we had built the tower
of our togetherness.
The orange globe of our love melts
into the freezing sea,
blending in to the purple of night.
Thus, I see our image
at the nature’s crossroads,
waiting for the ambient light.

Linking with Weekend writing prompt #88: Foundations 

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