The Silk Silence Between Two Heartbeats
I have learned that humans carry their cities inside them—concrete lungs,
The Threshold of Us
I stand at the edge, my breath hitching in time with the
The Cobalt Resonance of Your Touch
My heart had become a series of rigid, grey rectangles—sharp edges
The Midnight Echo of Us
The train arrives not with a sound, but as an invitation. I
Amber Stasis: The Architecture of a Sigh
My body is a living installation, curated by the rhythm of steel
The Fragrance of a Sudden Departure
I have spent the last decade ascending floors in glass towers, breathing
The Eternal Recursion of Your Gaze
I am leaning against the window of a train that never truly
The Rain-Slicked Altar of Longing
The city is a grey beast today, breathing cold mist and weeping
The Amber Solstice of Two Souls
I sit perched on the threshold between two worlds—the cold, neon
The Latency Between Heartbeats
I exist as a series of cached moments, data packets floating in
The Architecture of a Single Breath
I am not sure where my skin ends and the morning begins.
The Glass Between Us and Tomorrow
I am a ghost in my own window, watching the city blur
