mind games

my words have caught the contour of his name, —
the space between got set on fire with love, then,
i sketched his physical absence with my lungs
coupling it with darkness to dance with the light
to fill somehow the eternal emptiness which fell...

πŸ˜‰

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs