“
There I was,
Talking to you
in the language of sunsets.
I wanted to hold
that luminous wind in my hair,
to burst across the horizons and glow.
There you were,
like a minute flowing out of an hour,
In the big air,
Separating me from myself.
”
― The Void That Reflects Your Beauty
― The Void That Reflects Your Beauty
“
Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?
”
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