A Shutter Between Two Heartbeats
I have spent three years learning how to be invisible in a
Healing Journey
The Gilded Cage of Silence
He had spent three years building an empire from glass and steel,
The Golden Hour Between Two Worlds
I had spent six months breathing recycled air on the forty-second floor,
The Amber Hour of Forgotten Sighs
I have always lived in the periphery of my own life, like
The Weight of Morning Mist
My head still thrums with the ghost of last night’s jazz
The Mist That Remembered Us
I can feel him summoning me from across time and space, not
The Salt-Scented Silence Between Us
I am a collection of broken glass and city lights.
My mind
The Architecture of Silence and Salt
I have spent ten years building walls around myself, identical to these
The Buoyancy of a Quiet Heart
I have spent years anchoring myself to the concrete of this city,
The Quiet Weight of a Ticket Home
I have always preferred the silence that follows a storm, and today,
The Amber Geometry of Longing
I stand where the city dissolves into a liquid amber horizon, my
Liquid Gold: The Algorithm of a Summer Sigh
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I have spent three years compiling my life into a
