September Entries.

#Sept1prompt

𝔖𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲

Dreaming about dreaming.

Eyes wide as you dance in the pale moonlight,

Quiet whispers of exhaustion talk to you.

Sleepless nights.

Sleepless with you.

Eyes red and puffy, heart unsure.

Joy patters like rainfall and your sadness like thunderous snores.

You’re sleepless with me.

Sleepless... Sleepless... Oh-

I don't want that.

Close your eyes and let me hold you right.

Because baby I ain't sleeping till you do.

Salibourois to me.

Beneficial to my mind and body.

Dancing with my silhouette till the sunrise.

Slow dancing for tomorrow.

Dreams for tonight.

Forlorn are the caverns of bittersweet.

I wipe away your salty tears with love and gentle thumbs,

Sleepless with you

Let me pull you close, feel the loving heat of my body.

Love you, I do.

Sleepless

Sleeping.

#sept2prompt

”We cross the bridges as we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and the presumption that once our eyes watered"

- Tom Stoppard

𝔖𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔡 𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔰

We cross the bridges as we come to them and burn them behind us,

Smoke wafts into my eyes.

With nothing to prove of my pain besides the ashes of the bridge we burned together.

with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of smoke,

Hot orange flames take me by surprise.

The black foam-like substance that emits from it.

That, that there, it fills my lungs.

and the presumption that our eyes once watered.

Tears leave stains on my cheeks.

Hurriedly, I rub them away.

But in the story I tell, they're said to be there.