sub-textural: Always rose coloured. There was a moment,fleeting, brief, hazy,eyes closed,and you wer
sub-textural: Always rose coloured. There was a moment,fleeting, brief, hazy,eyes closed,and you were there. There was a moment,of credible confusion,when you slipped into your darkest place, doubts tavern. There was a moment,in an instants pulse,when these eyes opened,not a trace of your apparition remained. There was a moment,of certitude in truths,where empathy ceased,aspirations shuttered tight. There was a moment,where it seemed possible,where all would be honourable,then hollow, sudden halting, no moments pursuant. There was a moment,where doubt trumped hope,blessedly, meddling desire intervened,accompanied by passions indelible truth. There was cautious optimism. Acceptance in whatever would,whatever could, come to pass or extinguish, dematerialising or alight. | sub-Textural | Original writing, sub-Textural. -- source link
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