2 years ago. October 17, 2022 at 11:39 PM
What is this magic? This dust in the air? That tickles my appetite for the pleasure and beauty of you, whom I do not know.
Always falling in love ever so briefly, drifting again with my head so deep in the clouds.
Fading, ghostly, desperate for silence and beauty and transience - moving in need of the ocean and wind.