weave me in sun and gold among your fragile dreams
as i have woven you in mine
always

sunbeams
leaning awry
beautiful-in-sadness

your voice surges across the dark suns of my soul
like waves of music from a star
beyond -

and i was dark beneath the moon, and you were dark beneath the moon, and we were dark beneath the moon

now i am gold beneath the sun, and you are gold beneath the sun, and we are gold beneath the sun

III. by halo @spirit.room_end.sky
26.12.2023, dedicated to J-

poem by harry crosby



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