The Resonance of Sun-Drenched Silence
I exist in the suspension between heartbeats, a single point of light
Zero-G Voyager
Anchors in the Celestial Tide
I exist in the quiet interval between heartbeats, where the air tastes
Echoes from a Velvet Orbit
I am suspended in this luminous pocket of time, where the hum
Gravity’s Gentle Surrender
I exist in the slipstream between tides, a celestial body caught in
The Weightless Pulse of Twilight
The horizon bleeds a molten gold, a dying star’s final exhale
A Nebula Between Heartbeats
My existence is a slow orbit around the axis of routine, a
The Orbit of Amber Light
The gravity of the city has dissolved into a fine mist behind
The Gravity of Amber Light
I am a satellite of the city, spinning through circuits and concrete,
The Gravity of a Sun-Kissed Breath
I am a satellite drifting through the atmosphere of your memory, watching
The Gravity of a Gilded Breath
The city below is a constellation of dying embers, yet here in
The Gravity of a Summer Breath
I drift through the concrete labyrinth of this city like a satellite
The Gravity of a Lingering Glance
I exist in the quiet vacuum between heartbeats, drifting through an apartment
