I painted my dreams with you,
night after night,
renaming the seasons—
Thouspring,
where are you?
I became a lighthouse
in the seas of love,
and at every dawn
I offered you the sky—
Thouspring,
where are you?
I swam against death
along grey cliffs,
and every autumn
seared my soul
with paper blades—
Thouspring,
where are you?
even my breath,
that could blind the winds,
was not enough
to summon the waves
to wash your shores—
Thouspring,
w h e r e a r e y o u
O
love
that will make us
immortal—
where are you?
Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 9:19 AM UTC
I painted my dreams with you,
night after night,
renaming the seasons—
Thouspring,
where are you?
I became a lighthouse
in the seas of love,
and at every dawn
I offered you the sky—
Thouspring,
where are you?
I swam against death
along grey cliffs,
and every autumn
seared my soul
with paper blades—
Thouspring,
where are you?
even my breath,
that could blind the winds,
was not enough
to summon the waves
to wash your shores—
Thouspring,
w h e r e a r e y o u
O
love
that will make us
immortal—
where are you?
