Can you forgive my mistakes before the next Sun rises,
Can we catch a burn from it before the next Moon finds us
Could you follow me through the dark years if all I left was a trail of light tears,
By Christian Gale2 years ago in Poets
Cultivating stillness amongst storm clouds of thought,
bringing balance where internal waters were fraught.
Sitting alone on a beach, I moved into a place neither could reach.
Love at First Fight
By: Christian Gale
By Christian Gale2 years ago in Fiction
Done sleeping to half past noon,
Goodbye to dark mornings spent healing inner wounds,
Where I crystallized between the sea and her sand dunes.
Someone once said,
“You can never return home.”
It made me wonder,
What had this person known?
When it came time for me to roam,