when the moon feels too small
the grayscale of all poets
i remember
even as brushed as silver
i don't breathe in stardust
anymore
i create them with you
Apr 20
Apr 20, 2026 at 9:48 AM UTC
when the moon feels too small
the grayscale of all poets
i remember
even as brushed as silver
i don't breathe in stardust
anymore
i create them with you
for xy
with you, i'm living than existing.
