36 Quotes by Phen Weston

There’s a heat wave comingThe wireless claims, a British summer,Of wants and expectationsThat never seem to materialise.

Remember mewhen faded illuminationtranscends my name-Remarks are heardwith beating silenceand I am bornon tranquil starlight-

The last of us fellbetween the concrete fracturesand steel memories of life.Nature gave the lotand we took with our eyes closeduntil nobody remained.

Moonlight bounces tearsacross the tops of trees, switchblade shadows at ourthroats, where life’s lacerationsapproach for romance.

Under the roseI whispered her honourand watched her moveparapets in umbra –

Enchanted caprice,you are my chrysalis,protective over mein each of our long days.

I was misplaced airthat cradled all around you,held to cobalt skiesto shelter your fledgling wings.

The wind took me away from you,Draped with fear, waking nightmare,I lost all sense of who I could become,Your exuberant hold slipped away,Irresolute, impulsive, irreconcilable.

Pixelated imagesDance across the carpet,Perhaps todayWill wish the world anew...