he sun begins to set over my own personal day. It doesn’t matter what time it is. I can feel it begin to go down on me and I have no way of holding it up or stopping my light from dimming and going very, very dark.
There is water at my feet that wasn’t there a second ago. The water is moving, and swirling silently, slowly. It doesn’t stop, and I know soon what will happen. I’ve been there before.
The water rises, while at the same time, my sun descends, the light dims as the swirling water begins to engulf me. To my knees, my waist, my belly.
Eventually, the sun and the water will touch, and all the colors will disappear.
I see the light of your eyes in the words that I hear you say
And hear the laughter you share to spread joy on a warm summer day
I see the form of your curves in the light of the cloudless moon
As you whisper my name in the still of my lonely room
I get lost in the warmth of your arms when the late day is done
I taste the heat of your skin as we try to press two into one
I feel your soft breath against me when nothing is left to be said
And sense you beside me as I lay by myself in my bed
Look at me, looking at you
It’s all I ever seem to want to do,
Look at me, I’m a mesmerized fool
There’s a whole world out there waiting for you
What am I thinking, where does this go,
A million different answers, that I don’t know,
Wherever I am, you’re always there
If I turned to vapor, you’d be the air
David S. Chorney
This is where I'm supposed to write something about myself. I still have some hair left. I am still undecided which I like better, photography or painting. My four major food group are seafood, melted cheese, pasta, and Advil. I love the hunt of a finished piece of art. All quotes, essays, stories, and any other written piece on this website, are original and written by yours truly, unless otherwise noted.