Poetry

Saturated skies

Know more than the lies

Of interactions

Between lovers

Saturated skies

Hold the gloom

And benediction

On grey scales

Saturated skiues

Know only of the chatartic release

Of a storm

Or a single drop of rain.

After release

Its blue again.
Then grey.

Repeat.

-by Me.

P.s. Album reviews and mixes coming soon. I need to get back to blogging.

Love,

Wesley