written fragments of soul

thoughts crowded into lines of ink

do i misinterpret

or glean the necessities,

mirroring truth

or cherry-picking it?

no one knows me better than myself

right now

at one point

you knew me better than the stars

we rediscovered that

only to whisk away

prisoner to time space circumstance

and choice

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natural breath

layers break like waves shorn away, enticed by the coast revealing the calm beneath brief moments of breath before another surface rises another hidden level touches sunlight until never changing neve

again, please

taken she stumbles glowing ever softly candlelight never to be snuffed out she bows humbly to the chance to relive the dawn


mistified the hollow wears a cloak of soft fabric a velvet veil of stardust settled hovering amidst earthly form hush a whisper carries brilliantly through the fog time is here we are now we have begu