SalaciaStardust

That day the light in your eyes chased away the critters in the corners of my heart and shook it out in the sun and your wit changed the water in my mouth to sparkling wine. You were a chasm in a world of crowds and comforts, yet you filled something in me: a desire for rhetoric, a lust for knowledge, a want of the want of quality. Man and boy, boy and intellectual, eyes so young but narrative so old, a heart that is polite without respect, a tongue that knows not love, hands that know not warmth. I have heard your words but I have not heard your voice, I saw you crafting words of silver and onyx that were not meant for