I wonder

Cooking Breakfast

Your face is so calm. But I wonder why my skin feels the chill of a distant storm?

You’re dreaming, my dear. But your breakfast is ready: the melting cube of butter can’t hold it against your warm toast. I wonder when you see, will you let your restrains loose?

The sky is fawn: the setting october sun probes our lonesome hearts. I wonder when will you enlighten me?

A storm awaits. But you choose to sleep.

Daily prompt: Enlighten

B&W Challenge Day 2

I’m challenged by This Girl’s Got Curves to the Seven Days Seven B&W Photos Challenge. This challenge is to post seven black and white photos, no people, no explanation, of everyday life for seven consecutive days. Challenge one new blogger each day.

I nominate Zoya Kubra.