The warmth is constantly escaping. ~ The light is constantly erasing. ~~ All sides of the self. ~~~ I cannot look. ~~~~ I cannot look away. ~~~~~ I am braided in your life. ~~~~~~ These are the actual trees. ~~~~~~~ These are not replicas aSynchronous orbits April 4, 2021 Leave a Comment Cancel Comment Name* Email* Website
The body is a language. Fabric is a language. Silence is a language. Stillness is a language. Shape is a language. Space is a language. Intonation is a language. Grace is a language. Illusion is a language. Truth is a language. Attention is a language. Distraction is a language. Duration is a language. Movement is a language. Touch is a language. Loss is a language. Breath is a language. Design is a language. Reach is a language. Approach is a language. Love is a language. Light is a language. Color is a language. Location is a language. Texture is a language. Pattern is a language. Modelling is a language. Kindness is a language. Vision is a language. Reflection is a language. Quality is a language. Choice is a language. Species are a language. The ocean is a language. Coalescence is a language. Transcendence is a language
Always when my vision was too small ~ It was always expanded against my will ~ And always to my unwavering surprise ~
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