Edges of shadows sharpen in the bright
\nStark becomes the difference between darkness and light<\/p>\n
She starts each day in shadow slipping between cracks of white
\nFingers playing with the wispy dreams of night
\nPulling and weaving the colourful threads of sight<\/p>\n
She puts into loving memory the sighs and fevers
\nThe rise and fall of sumptuous shivers
\nRevelling in gliding heat and deep gazes<\/p>\n
Slowly she turns and remembers to breathe
\nFace twisting as her chest begins to heave
\nHands moving to construct her daylight wreath<\/p>\n
Edges of shadows sharpen in the bright
\nCutting away all dreams and bringing harsh sight.
\nStarted 1 May 2012 2146pm
\nFinished 26 April 2018 0220am<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Edges of shadows sharpen in the bright Stark becomes the difference between darkness and light She starts each day in shadow slipping between cracks of white Fingers playing with the wispy dreams of night Pulling and weaving the colourful threads of sight She puts into loving memory the sighs and fevers The rise and fall … <\/p>\n