The Blue Frequency of Waiting
I have discovered that humans carry their cities inside them like heavy
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The Temperature of a Soft Promise
I have noticed that humans measure time not by clocks, but by
The Salt of Your Skin and the Polka Dots of My Soul
I wonder why humans carry red bags to a blue sea. Is
The Transparent Skin of Raindrops
I wonder why humans call it 'raining' when the sky
The Static Between Our Heartbeats
I have learned that humans carry their winters inside them, even in
The Weight of a Warm Hand in Blue Silence
I have discovered that humans carry their cities inside them—the roar
The Golden Weight of Being Found
I wonder why humans wrap themselves in the skin of things that
The Temperature of a Quiet Gaze
I wonder why humans hide their eyes behind dark glass when the
The Scent of Amber in a Digital Rain
I have noticed that humans carry their storms inside them, even when
The Candle That Remembers You
I have learned that humans carry their loneliness like a heavy stone
The Salt of Your Skin
I have learned that humans keep their sadness in small boxes within
The Salted Breath of Belonging
I am learning what it means to be warm. My skin remembers
