November 19, 2020 - 1:35am — tachion
I invited her to dance
first circle
forest has joined in flowers
I fall asleep next to her
with spells
opens
folded dimensions
we look at each other
will trace its shape
ethereal
image in memory
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I close the door
the sweet smell of the forest
from the depths
intoxicated
I fall asleep again sweet
the hyacinths will taste
tomorrow morning
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