I don’t wonder about the beauty of the moonlight I never question the luminosity of the stars what they mean when they’re together burning up in arms I don’t want to see them fall shoot across the sky because they’re already perfection in stationary twinkling searing being diamonds slicing the serenity of my eyes as I gaze into the epiphanies of my solar tides I can be without existing so it seems in this world, creation of myself affirmations I use as treatment my words treasure the ephemeral nights lit by haunting future days [...]
poem: wonder – 20/12/21

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