Would someone hear a whisper talking? “Let’s count one moment of peace together, only between us…” He breathes into Lydia’s ear until her soul passes on his fragrance.
He is her soul, she knew it. And she wouldn't escape his magic spells, But why would any soul in this world want to escape from? When the lunar night reaches to the sky They fled to an ecstasy screen, together.
She asks him: “Is everyone a shadow of the Beloved? Yes, it is.” He carved an ‘L’ shape on an old tree Would our seeking be where our moon is seeking? Could our words be lunar Lydia’ words?
Aren't there enough questions to end with a silence? Where it leads to the core of our lives.
Isn't all your talk worthless? Lydia whispered to him, compare our whispers to the Beloved.
By Angel.XJ 09/03/2020; Where is our beloved spirits...