Surreal Romance The Liquid Pulse of a Cherry Blossom Heartbeat I walk along the waterfront, but my sandals are not touching concrete;
Surreal Romance The Liquid Hour of Your Touch I am standing where the ocean has forgotten how to be liquid
Surreal Romance The Liquid Clock of a Tuesday Kiss I stepped out of my office building in Tokyo, but the pavement
Surreal Romance The Liquid Hourglass of Our First Kiss I stand where the sand has decided to become a river of
Surreal Romance The Liquid Icarus of a Tuesday Afternoon I stand beneath the shower’s silver rain, but today, gravity has
Surreal Romance The Soft Geometry of a Melting Tuesday I pressed my palms against the soft, waxen planes of my cheeks
Surreal Romance The Gravity of Glittering Hearts I stood in the center of a room where time had decided
Surreal Romance The Geometry of Melting Puddles My turtleneck sweater is a soft, white cloud trapped in the gravity
Surreal Romance The Bride Who Caught a Melting Sunset Over the Brooklyn Bridge's Soft Jawline I spun around on the deck, and gravity politely decided to take
Surreal Romance The Hourglass Draped in Lace The Colosseum did not stand; it hovered, a skeletal ribcage of ancient