The Golden Hour Between Two Heartbeats
I stand in the amber light of a Sunday afternoon, my fingers
Healing Journey
The Aftertaste of Strawberry Milk Tea
I used to think adulthood was a slow fading of color, until
Sunlight on the Rooftop, Love Like Soap Bubbles
The city hums beneath me, a distant tide of sirens and rushing
Sunlight in My Veins
The city is always screaming—a symphony of sirens, rushing heels on
The Weightless Promise of a Summer Wind
I used to think that love was like the city I left
The Gravity of a Sunbeam Smile
I have spent centuries sliding through shadows, wearing faces like silk scarves
The Scent of Winter's First Breath
I remember the exact moment I stopped fighting the city's
The Warmth Between Sand Grains
I can feel the sun pressing against my skin, a heavy gold
Golden Hours at the Edge of Always
I am running toward a version of us that hasn't
The Luminescence of a Single Breath
I have spent my life studying how light travels through voids—how
The Saltwater Scent of a Forgotten Summer
I had spent three years breathing the sterile air of glass towers
The Indigo Hour Between Two Heartbeats
I walk through this corridor of light and shadow, my geta clicking
