Two
On an island
Choice
Fate
Convenience
The yellow arid sun beats down upon them
So familiar to each other
Decades bound found them together
But separate just the same
Introvert Extrovert
Scorpio Sagittarius
No match of the ages
No magick created through nights shared
Different voices
Different minds
Comfort of friendship
Again
Familiarity
No BOOM BANG INSPIRATION
A dull roar of a thousand misunderstandings in the stagnant pool of after thoughts
Here ….
Is my temple
My workspace
My family
My existence
My loneliness
Living without oxygen
Creating breath
From within
Things people don’t understand
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 