The In-between

The in-between 

The capricious space of mid love 

Halfway between coal and light flickers

Before smoke summons silences and reveals lies 

After fireflies surround your eyes at the memory of their fingers 

Tracing daffodils on your thighs 

That. is when time slows and a soft glow of ember reside 

An incandescent light, dim and feeble 

intermediary space of grey hues, shapeless silhouettes, lucid existences in transient flow 

Dust.

Nor in or out of love but interposed without affliction

Futile.

When does the white noise end ?

When can I feel hurt again?  

Un paralyze me for I am drowning behind myself 

And 

I want to

go home

by Soleil