Sunrise Stories
How do I calm my beating heart? How do I calm the blazing sunrise in my eyes? The emeralds sprouting from my chest are humming their beloved melody— love. Oh, love.. the foreordained at last.
I sink in my chair, those fingers delicately weaving the fantasies of our younger days— the poetic heartbeats syncopated with a universal truth. I’ve been an instrument in the chambers of your heart, my dearest one— I sing. Those angel wings are set free.
I rise to the skies with the crimson old January clouds and I see the softest eyes you’ve ever had. The laughter in our voices sprout springtime blossoms that scent the worlds in between. All the time— now a memory.
Carried, melting into the togetherness this sunrise holds for us. Anew, our light flickers. We see what it’s like now.
Oh my future, I—
Can’t believe it’s time.
24.01.2023
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