Drowsed by golden leaves, Amelia rests at her balcony. Her thoughts blink purple and red, under a Monetian sunset. Amelia wonders about the passion contained in clouds. A secret desire? A lover’s touch? Scarlet elixir indulges her lips. Eyelids closed. He whispers. She observes. _____Adriana Citlali XI-X-MMXVI Quadrille #18 |…
Tag: eyelids
A glimpse
Eyelids open, eyelids shut. A glimpse to the other side, maybe a ghost or dragonfly. Amelia follows the luminous, transparent wings. Their flutter leaves a red and golden trail with a faint azalea fragrance. Amelia closes her eyes, and follows the scent through dark woods and starless skies. Ears listen,…