sometimes I think
there’s more to fear
”...how do you know…”
what I hear in
my eyes when I cross
across the sky
in.visible lines align
my tale and I follow
close to reveal
”... it’s only us…”
the rest are just
a sound noize
in shocking detail
behind the sun
there are just one
event on the horizon
reaching a place
where by now
the know
can return
can return
2 comments:
I seldom know what to comment, or even if I should; I don't want to disturb anything here.
This one is perfect.
Milo, I don't know how I missed this, I'm sorry for such a late reply... Thank you so much for this wonderful comment. xo
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