From Night to Morning (Antologie)

Notes on the piano

haunting half steps

like spring rain on my heart

gentle at first

soothing

becomes a melody of 

blue melancholy

 

penetrates deeply

erodes defenses

leaves me raw

is echoed in tears

that slide steadily down my face

neck

breasts

becomes my heartbeat

as I fold in on myself

to staunch the bleeding

 

4 thoughts on “From Night to Morning (Antologie)

      1. it happens to me too Christine. usually an effect of the lunar positions. some days the melancholy just takes over my usually logical brain I feel suffocated. your stirrings produce amazing writing.

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