| Stillness Moves Distances fade. A feeling, as if I touched the limitless remains. Quivering fingers grasp the floating clouds, they merge in me as I in you. The hues of blue disappear in each other, when the sky re-emerges, beneath to above getting wet by the fresh rain. My feet soaked embedded in sand leave impressions strong enough wiping off the tidal waves that strike the climax within. Sand slips under my feet. A Stillness moves inside me. Duality will remain I know, separating me from you, yet a dream is instilled, I pulsate, yearn-- to be fecundated by the distant you. |
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| Memories of Space All the stars engulfed in silence trying to grab the hands of futility. The day explodes. Whiteness spills the residues of the waning moon. Death of the night is still alive in the memories of space. |
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| Fire Dreams tumble from unknown heights into a dark pit devoured by the hunger for light. A vast ultimate flux of shadows adrift a sea of hidden fire, rises with a smoky thread to reach the hearts of early desires. |
| Mysteries Colours mixed, soiled to a dirty mud, finding sparkling globules of sunshine, descending from the smiling sea of the sky, seeking a shore in the mysteries of the horizon. |
| White Canvas Your vivid stroke etched in my memory bestirred my stark white canvas. A passing night clasped me replete with colours. Raw impulses wide awake splashed shades tinting the sheet toning the moods. A splendour bedded with me all night. A river oozed out in heat. My opaque visionn grasped the forthcoming dawn A fatigue tarried within me throughout the day. |
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