a final tryst
the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
a dateless bargain to engrossing death
~
A winter midnight and the light was strange. A glow that cascades, softly falling from darkness, carefully arranging long shadows cast in deep silver blackness.
A castle dark, a fortress strong, and set in the tallest lonely tower a locked room holds and coldly embraces the lovers’ fatal final tryst.
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
we will never be set free from these chains upon our love until we embrace the moonlight
Friendship’s Last Red Dawn
Friend; A person with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, usually exclusive of sexual relations.
Have you ever been so sure
that we can be friends
without bending the definition
and sending us into a miasma
of conflicting emotions
opening the deep chasm,
of loneliness, bleak despair
where my life ends
watching the red dawn
for the last time
~
words and picture by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
JackCollier7 
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