To lick thy lips
In the midst of a puff
So sound
Inhalation of a cherry dusk
A dusky red
In evening condense
My awareness to silence
As things tend cling
Only the lightest touch
Kisses to the sunrise
Skating rivers’ image
In epic breath streaming
The battery (večer/vector infinity)
Distant ease of craned interest
And still skating by the concept
Vicarious assimilation of life
Lingering ephemeral
Thine eyes reflect my self obsession
My awkward silent hues
A forced epitome for structures’ sake
Evoked in concept ghosts of dreams
Shrieking underground
And losing sense of delineated time
To abandon (her/sense/time)
Is the commission of suicide
I’ve no reason to believe
But enjoy the life of night
Its ringing
And ringing
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