white.

i watch sunlight.
golden embers of the dying sun.

i squint. i smile.
pleasant warmth that gently wakes me from my lull.
seeking out weariness from every dark trench
with great tenderness.

red afterimages with white-hot cores line my closed eyelids.

i inhale, smile. deeply.
fill my being up.
with light.

7 thoughts on “white.”

  1. after appreciating from afar for quite some time, I now take courage to comment.Your writing has been a relief. adjectives would be vulgar at this point. So, I stop.Thanks.

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