Allow me to understand the depth within your thoughts.

Let me serenade you with my ambitions for you.

Comfort me with your presence.

Your aesthetic is my muse.

My miss yous

Have been misused

By the broken nexus that caters from me to you

I watch you.


Waiting for a sign an epiphany of some sort.

The silence eats away at your soul.

Scream silently and move placidly with the wind.

Plant your seed in the footprints of time barricaded deep within our roots.

For the sun rests upon your face and the ocean your tide.


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