Splitting the atoms of thyme

Time spent swimming in thyme
blue oceans of salted seas
flickering flames of warmth
and silence, just soft silence.
Like an eruption of chaos
volcanic lava spilling,
You rise, she rises
Noise erupts
Tiny atoms split
Split again
Split again
and split again
my deamon shatters among
this dark trilogy
of thought as thyme
fades, as time disperses
to become empty thoughts
in worthless verses.

Karen Hayward ©2018

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Lay with me and just forget the world.

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I’ve got tired eyes and a draining soul

come sit with me in the dark

and have me feel whole.

Place your hand where my fingers are

we’ll lay in silence and look at the stars.

Particles of energy will pass through our skin

the world will stop and we’ll have nothing to think.

Let me lose myself inside your eyes

see the reflection of a perfect moon lit sky.

And as the darkness engulfs us, we’ll feel peace

for a moment the emptiness will cease.

Karen Hayward (copyright 2015)