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Stars have aligned.
And so have hearts.
Now when the sun sets in the horizon,
up comes the night.
Wild and beautiful,
with a mad sense of time.
As the world sleeps on,
souls meet at last.
Finally they've found eachother.
After eons of being nomads.
Stars have aligned.
And so have worlds.
Now when the moon shines in the sky,
down goes the light.
Sparkling and raging,
with a fierce sense of longing.
As the world stops to spin,
they hold hands at last.
© Moonyloonywitch
07/09/2021
I am autumn in a tropical country.
I struggle with my identity when you paint me all orange and brown from memory. You make me miss a place I have never lived in, a place you had to leave to find me.
"I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself."
-Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis
Homecoming
anna magee (~2017)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/homecoming
my neverland
I keep my ideals close to me
Like a poker player keeps her cards to chest
I hold them, play with them, sail away with them in my mind
I run to that conservatory in that field where the cold grass towers over my ankles
The lushness mirrors the fullness of my heart
The creaking white door that leads to the room harbouring my deepest desires
The smell of the flowers
The touch of pothos that hang firmly in their being
I am awakened and alone
And the sunshine sees me
I keep my ideals close to me
So that i can find refuge in the mourning dove’s song in the night
I can smell peonies, taste the heavenly succulence of cherries on my lips
Feel the shade of the willow tree
Where i observe the magnificence surrounding my pores,
Which are the first to absorb change.
The gentleness of rain.
I wait for a story to come to me, and sit down,
And write.
I keep my ideals close to me
My awakened dreams in the night
