and the rest is your imagination

I miss the night

All at once I‘m hurled to
the other side of the throb.
Overabundance seeped away,
and overindulgence ruptured.
Elation yielded to the morning after.
This temper of perpetual sundays 
coffered me in a limbo of sobriety 
where abandonment is pervasive.
I still remember the guarding dark, 
in its embrace I used to close 
my eyes and confide to the charm 
of the night poised from fascination.
Where once I undammed my lust, 
fell for the frenzy to release 
all inhibition until dawn.

and the rest is your imagination


OOOH SO SHORT is a platform to present my personal and self-conscious micro prose that entertains, that provokes your thoughts and that inspires – with a minimum amount of words to stimulate your imagination.

Because writing helps us to process experiences and to become more aware of ourselves and our environment.