I fall into the deepest dream.
Hug by darkness, i give in.
Then by miracle i was torn
to be reborn.

Mountains stand higher than we can build.

Dark rooms
with blacked-out windows.

I capture this memory with my mind..
The way the sun lit up your eyes..
The wind made your hair flutter ever so..
My dream came true..

not feeling the gravity
around your darkness,
not seeing the depth and shape
—stretched, elongated—
the asymmetry

of axes, maligned, blue on
red: blood on metal,
tooth by tooth:

we don't fly anymore
on these pale, manila wings.

Mesmerised by your smile...
Just started to compile.
Made me realise after a while.
What has made you smile.