My fluttering heart is sending beats into the void of you
Life swallowed up by the echo of seasons
And birthdays and weddings and funerals of everything
Love leaves no corner unturned
- but the one that does not want to be seen, or found -
How does one forget the corals,
the colours and the
mystical pathways
of pure wonder
If that is not true life in love
Then...what is...
And what was devotion invented for...
Maybe it was only a thought of a passing cloud
Maybe the rain gave it away
Clouds and their tears...
Each drop holds the unspeakable tenderness of the sky....
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Athens, Greece
October 18th 2021
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