the symposium
Looking at my own reflection
Love loves in refraction
staring at images
I'm falling asleep to you in the night
Love's incalculable
The forms of beauty fill the void
where nothing becomes actual.
Actual.
Searching what can be held on to.
what is unlimited?
What won't leave me?
Don't leave me.
Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 4:55 AM UTC
the symposium
Looking at my own reflection
Love loves in refraction
staring at images
I'm falling asleep to you in the night
Love's incalculable
The forms of beauty fill the void
where nothing becomes actual.
Actual.
Searching what can be held on to.
what is unlimited?
What won't leave me?
Don't leave me.