An Ellipses Across the Night

In the hills, the clouds rose like wisps of smoke above the horizon’s cusp Where the sun touched land, the land warmed, momentarily, until the gust; Lovers laid beneath those clouds of smoke and wisp, waiting for the night To come on so suddenly, for romance to unfold – torrential strike of vitality Burning red-hot, … Continue reading An Ellipses Across the Night