things I have been thinking about

Cayenne

I can't take this darkness anymore,
but I don't know how to fill it,
what cam I do to shake us up?
Sunshine and softness,
like a sweet kiss,
or a flower falling on a leaf.
A salty lie.
Did you hear this?
The nature of our nature.
The moon looks cayenne to me.
But it's Monday and the stars are so brilliant.
It's nighttime in my mind again.
It's springtime soon for us.



 




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