It's the sun that watches my back, wiping off
the drops of sweat with clean sweeps round my...

Have me reach your love beyond raven walls,
further than the lacuna of my query...

The ghosts of my thoughts and the shades
of the day tell me destiny is a lady...

Memory,
a composition of similes...

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I yearn to hate the night, to grimace...

It's such a quiet day
when I am not flustered...

Trust;
the unfolding of wings...

I summoned you as if you were
a call away from Barcelona...

Grace
ensuing...

The fringes of my skin
are undeviating...

Departure took away the little dreams
I had budding for us. There were barely...

Psychedelic concepts
spread round 'neath...