She had your face, coming close to your voice, but never your essence. What I fool I was to trust her, to take pity, how pitiful – however, I would take none of it back. Standing at the brink of death, you gave me life.
In the evening, after I had put my krathong in the river to float wit the current, I walked around to see te other houses with their candle displays. Everyone felt happy at the feel of the zephyr wind, blowing all the bad away.
Chanpheng
zephyr was her name. Her parents liked sapphires and she had to work it out. Her whole life a rollercoaster and nothing divine. But she wasn’t ordinary. She was a secret to only be discovered by one.
Naemi
Stained glass trailing across the wooden floorboards.
It’s quiet here, now.
The bells have all been rung.
There is nothing left but silence.
Silence, and the fading light of the sun, dancing through the smoke of melting candles.
The wax trickles down to the floor, puddles of white solidifying on golden tile.
The orange flames flicker and flutter till they surrender to the grey abyss.
She had your face, coming close to your voice, but never your essence. What I fool I was to trust her, to take pity, how pitiful – however, I would take none of it back. Standing at the brink of death, you gave me life.
Zephyr was a strange man.
In the evening, after I had put my krathong in the river to float wit the current, I walked around to see te other houses with their candle displays. Everyone felt happy at the feel of the zephyr wind, blowing all the bad away.
zephyr was her name. Her parents liked sapphires and she had to work it out. Her whole life a rollercoaster and nothing divine. But she wasn’t ordinary. She was a secret to only be discovered by one.
Stained glass trailing across the wooden floorboards.
It’s quiet here, now.
The bells have all been rung.
There is nothing left but silence.
Silence, and the fading light of the sun, dancing through the smoke of melting candles.
The wax trickles down to the floor, puddles of white solidifying on golden tile.
The orange flames flicker and flutter till they surrender to the grey abyss.