Thursday, 17 January 2019

i explained me

in explosions and all i
had left was a breath taken
out of a long distance miracle.

you are my symptom from
becoming the best blue blood
my veins fired us from.
free skies hollow clouds
one word to
worlds of us.

slow movements across
us through our integrity
and fortress thunder still
in you deep rooted in our
designated foreshadow.

remember.. I told you already.
remember me.





grieving greif

bountiful snow with stagnant silver wings and baby steps leaning us forward. i have been in this attic before and the leaks were distancing ...