The Geometry of a Shared Breath
I strip away the noise. The pastel hues, the artificial brightness—all
Monochrome Ghost
The Salted Silhouette of Us
I strip away the neon noise of Tokyo, leaving only this: salt
Silver Echoes of a Silent Noon
The world is too loud in Technicolor. I came here to strip
The Spectrum of Silence
I strip away the noise of the city, leaving only the stark
The White Silence Between Us
I have stripped away the neon noise of Tokyo until only light
The Geometry of a Golden Hour Heartbeat
I have spent years living in gray scale, a ghost haunting my
The Geometry of a Sigh
I have stripped the world of its noise and neon. Now, there
The Pale Geometry of Longing
I have stripped away the noise of Tokyo—the neon screams, the
The Breath of a Static Sun
I have stripped away the city. The neon noise, the saturated advertisements
Steam and Shadows: The Quiet Architecture of Us
I have stripped away the neon noise. In my mind, this city
The Architecture of a Heartbeat
I have stripped away the neon distractions of this city until only
The Afterimage of Your Smile
I have stripped away the red of the shrine, the gold of
