The Frozen Flame in a Melting City
They say the city is a machine that never sleeps, yet I
Paradox
The Paradox of Stillness in a Moving Tide
I am standing on the deck, yet I have never moved. The
The Sunset That Arrived Before It Began
I lean against the cool steel of this car, a machine designed
The Architecture of a Frozen Ember
They told me that warmth is a byproduct of friction, yet here
The Echo of a Sun That Never Set
I am sitting where the water meets the stone, a physical impossibility
The Architecture of a Frozen Flame
I stand against this wall, which is simultaneously solid stone and liquid
The Architecture of a Frozen Sigh
They say that warmth is the absence of cold, but I have
The Horizon That Never Ends Because It Hasn't Begun
I am sitting on a beach that exists only because I chose
Drowning in the Warmth of a Frozen Sea
I am currently drowning in a room filled with airless water, yet
The Symmetry of a Shared Breath
I exist in the precise moment where your memory ends and my
The Architecture of a Future Memory
I sit on this blue bench because I am waiting for you
The Eternal Return to a First Kiss
I am running toward you because I remember that we have already
