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               a suspension in the sky with refined silver cords
                 bearing tiny droplets full of crystal reflections
                     in a slow rotation which disintegrates the
                      periphery into gently unfolding louvers
                         that carefully define feathered edges.

                               i wish for it's pull chain over
                                    my own midnight sky—

i have but
small candles...




"cloud chandelier"
© 2020 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
Life is a blend of carvings and cravings...

Memories carved in eternal rocks under the witness of a forever sky...

Playing in puddles,dancing in the rain, running after dragonflies, eating berries, stealing cookies, believing in the moon chasing you, reading fairytales and waiting for Santa Claus!

While wishes remained in flight...in wandering migration...in search of fulfilling lands...

To fly like a bird, view the world atop a tree, build a rooftop library, become king or queen for a day, watch meteor showers, laugh and cry without anybody looking, sleep under the stars and escape into the woods!

To measure life as cravings and carvings thus...
Is to understand it's true essence which is
"Endless...! "
Thank you for reading this! ❣:)
  Aug 2020 Veritia Venandi
Eli
𝑳𝒖𝒏𝒂! 𝑳𝒖𝒏𝒂, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 //
𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 / 𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔𝒆𝒅 / 𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅
𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕

𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆 ~ 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔
𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆
𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒔
𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒖𝒎 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔
𝒂𝒔 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒓

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒄 𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒕
𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆
𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒛𝒂
𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒆𝒄𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚
𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕’𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏
𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂

𝑶 𝑳𝒖𝒏𝒂, 𝑳𝒖𝒏𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆
𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓
𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒓


~ eli.
A tragic romance between a boy and the moon.
© Ayana (11/05/2020)
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