A living ache

My sister leaves my placewith a whiff of subtle memories.Her spatial countenance, like face of a new bud,blooming petals and uncut diamonds.My savior in dark alleys and haunted houses,Lone deserts and amazon forests.Sister, save me todayfor you share my blood.I can’t move. My heart denies to beat. My limbs refuse to shift.This body is now… Continue reading A living ache