Sábado, Janeiro 01, 2011

If only this night stayed over until...



If only this night lasted a bit forever, and the Sun was arrested when tried to violate Aurora. Today the shadow does well to my eyes and their insides. Fresh icy scent of light's absence, stay gathered for some more. Warmth and ice binding one another, I want to feel what I will before never more do, the uplifting and the sinking-shrinking. No more unjust start-overs; just anticipation of the end. Leaving unfair warmth now. Just ice remains... if only...

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