sky translucence, the autumnal leaves’
delicate dance as hypnotic
as the steady lull and hum
of dawn rearing its head
as a constant, I see the
delusions eating away
at your body, your hair
with silk silver on raven
black locks, your laughter
between breaths and
chattering, my own
attempts at understanding
a soul so voracious for light
it cannot contain it, as if
it collects it in its arms
just to let it go
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