lost

and the gray insidebleaches away my color,the world – black and white – crossroads, i am lost.

opposite directions

we walked to the crossroads,our arms linked tight,unwilling to let go. the night came, and our eyes were blinded,with it blustered a stormthat tore us apart. when we opened our eyesto the clear daylight,the ground dry once more,we were standing in opposite directions.