Grey light pools around the image of you.
No sky, no Earth,
Just shades of light.
It’s all I can do to stay motionless,
All I can do to let you walk by.
Your silver-self shimmering in an otherwise dark sphere.
Writer. Reader. Cemetery Enthusiast.
Grey light pools around the image of you.
No sky, no Earth,
Just shades of light.
It’s all I can do to stay motionless,
All I can do to let you walk by.
Your silver-self shimmering in an otherwise dark sphere.
