Jul 2016
We are inside a plenum of darkness
Opaque matters
Transparent walls
Desperate lovers
Weak and crawls
We are a spinning nebula of luminous materials
A whirling disk
Gas and dusts
Colliding lips
Until it lasts
We are the origin of us
*Planets, stars
And middle sun
Healing scars
And we were one
Opaque matters
Transparent walls
Desperate lovers
Weak and crawls
We are a spinning nebula of luminous materials
A whirling disk
Gas and dusts
Colliding lips
Until it lasts
We are the origin of us
*Planets, stars
And middle sun
Healing scars
And we were one
