The Weight of a Sunbeam on Bare Skin
The city outside is a cacophony of jagged edges and neon screams,
Deep Sea
The White Noise of Your Breath
The city outside is a cacophony of iron and glass, but inside
The Static Between Heartbeats
The city breathes in neon pulses, a rhythmic hum that vibrates against
The Salt on My Skin, The Silence in Your Eyes
The moon is a white wound in the velvet sky, weeping light
The Surface Tension of a Sigh
The water is a blue so sharp it cuts through the humidity
The Weight of Golden Hour Silence
The city breathes in gasps behind me—a mechanical lung exhaling smog
The Architecture of a Sigh
The city breathes in heavy, metallic rhythms outside this garden—a machine
The Pressure of Neon Velvet
The city outside is a muffled roar, but in here, the air
The Weight of a Sunlit Shadow
The humidity of the city clings to my skin like a second
The Weight of a Breath in Still Water
The water doesn't just fall; it breaks against the silence
The Weight of Sunlight on Salted Skin
The gallery is a vacuum of white noise, yet here I stand
The Weight of Sun-Bleached Silence
The sand is not just earth; it is the pulverized remains of
