Uneven

Midnight burns, glowing gold

Outside a warm breeze bellows

Hot touch leaving marks on glass

Chasing away stray thoughts past

 

 

Tip dripping, spots blossoming

Inkwell halved and well spent

Remembering of times forgotten

Of loneliness that lurks within

 

 

In the night, I am reminded of you

Rumpled clothes on uneven floors

Empty shells clattering like chains

Our love uncapped, souring to hate

 

 

Summer passes, winter withers

Yet, this ache I feel never settles.