36 Quotes by Phen Weston

Was it privilege to love you?Painted hues of viridescent livesto those lost seconds when we sawthe world begin again in strides.

What sanctuary is there in indulging the whims of falling stars?

I wondered where those roads, in which the world diverged,became the promises of another life, the hilly embankment that touched the horizon intranquil virescent spikes, splattered with hazel lines, that conquered truth and candour.

Autumn rolls against us―outside the morning chorus―you roll over― held in ivory sheets―looking― dawning tendernessin sleepy auroras sermon― animationpaved the simplest rule―along those stationary moments―and I fell for you in those words―it's so hard to get out of bedwith you there―

Can you see me― floating amongthose star fuelled dreams― strippedback to atoms across the nightsky in iridescent tones― of nimble highs―

Now I am free,the lord of evermore hopes,amid kingdoms litby azure fires, absolutein self-remembered fortune

Love, an endless cacophonyOf hopes and dreams,Soon to suffer the ravagesOf infinite time, turningTo dust, heavenly stardust,Crumbling, engulfing, drownedIn the black hole of all there is.

Through births and deaths,Haunting oceans of emptiness,She solely walks withUniversal falling stars.

We danced among deafening light,As blinding thunder buried downTo where the physical lost control,I watched you twirl, loop, spiralLike true elegance had beenYour binding wish to hold youTo this figmental holy kingdom,