Hear you've seen

Here is known

Reflections spark

In silver silk globes

Passing between linear lines

Which run both ways

To the ends of our thoughts

What he hears

What he feels

Happened to him tomorrow

Coming yesterday

Against open

12 Circles

Mended wise sunset

Light speaking

In the lightest hours

Warming words delight

Stars turning off their glow

When the love

Is all but gone

Suns groaning

Come closer

I'm alone

While moons

Laugh on riddles

Star dusted


Wrapped around


Around hearts


The last


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