i miss the art ive spent epochs loving

i wish to write for you everyday

i wish you'd read the lines ive written

and you'd know how much you mean to me.

• summer air •

• winter air •

• spring breeze •

you were my daylight

but i think ive turned you to the storm

because you had sunrays that weren't of me

and she smells like spring even in autumn

you belong with her everyday

but for an hour i would be obliged to steal you away

let us try this for a moment

see how the earth flips on its axis

if this could work

if we could make the whole land golden with how yellow my euphoria feels

gaze upon the clear epiphanies we draw

flowing like melting glaciers

but she's your sunlight

and you're my moon

and i the tide

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