To find you in my dreams has always been a wonder,
And without you it seems, blind, deaf, and dumb I wander,
Like a knight without valor, through a reign made of gray,
But to my dreams you bring the color and chase the gray away.
The dark red of your ruby eyes, the green spring in your touch,
The blue of your sweet, kind soul that loves me so much,
The yellow of your inner light that shines over my dark side,
They’re strengthening my insight and guarding my blindside.
I never knew aptness and bliss, until your soft, warm lips,
Gently gave me that ardent kiss, that brightened the eclipse
Of my sinful wickedness, over my hollow soul,
Driven by harmful wildness and lack of self-control.
I was a selfish, corrupt joke, drifting through life’s shore,
But after the first time we spoke, I felt I knew you from before.
You were that brittle light beyond my mind’s abundant rims,
That rid the mix of black and white and brought color to my dreams.
And even now after so long, when I lay still at night,
Against my nightmares I feel strong, and combat them with might,
For you’re my wisdom and back then, you gave this knight his valor,
And ever since, like all wise men… I dream my dreams in color.
When the world grows too loud, open this book. All the Ways We Break the World is a collection of speculative short stories for quiet nights, for the hours when you want the noise to fall away and imagination to take its place.
Inside these pages, the ordinary bends.