Thursday, 22 August 2013

Chamber

You appeared in the gloom, sun starts rising, and we moved closer to each other, reflections in our eyes We sat before the board, mid-day, now, shining, enjoyed the warmth, the game, sat across from each other, but oh how time flies Too soon the curtain lowers, twilight's ink spreading, prickles across the skin, our faces withdrawing, a day-dream slips away A glass wall slides into place, silent, dividing, and our eyes no longer sparkle nor glint, and we sit and stare at space A door opens behind us each, the noise, they are waiting, half of the game to each remains away, we are going....

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