Moonless haze; and the world
Slowly glazing over.
Futures are unfurled,
In fields of white clover.One and a half, there’s
A raphe. They say its all
For your own behalf.Little words pave the way
To a different place.
Mountain ranges turn stray,
Sink into its embrace.One and a half, to one,
What has begun still can
Be undone.Return to where we were,
Never before. Listen
To dreaming sighs;
Comprehend just a blur.One and a half, to one
To two. They go and cut through
Our original hue.Above it all still lies,
A flickering wellspring.
No farewells, or goodbyes;
Break apart the last ring.One and a half, to one
To two. We’ve been born
Anew.
OCs, Eilisha & Jaciah. Here’s the background by itself/ 100% opacity. Sometimes I like to write poems and have pictures to match them. Palettes referenced/ used. ONE TWO. sob when i want to i can’t write poems SOB