How many star-spheres away
Am I now, my love?
How many orbits before I'll be dragged into you?
Our sweet, reckless momentum is such
That this mutual apocalypse knows no laws and needs no laws and has no laws.
How shall my epicycle change
When I become your darkened moon
And seas rise up and coalesce with closeness?
Will I see your face on the waters?
Will I feel your breath on the waters?
Will I drink in your kiss on the waters when we refract through each other?
Please tell me what you think
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This is like liquid moonlight in heart shaped cookie cutters. Totally gorgeous, I loved the length and how the end builds up to like a candy coated bitternes. I just feel like this sometimes, like you just feel like your being tugged into someone else and they just have you and you have them and you live around eachother somehow. And maybe if you lost them you would be cast off into space. Not sure thats how I am, this is just very sad and awaiting something. Veryyy sweet.
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Such beauty...
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