a new season

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my heart is a chamber and you are quite welcome to stay here for the night

our lips taste of cherry wine and untold secrets

my fingers trace constellations on your skin

ocean tide rises in our lungs


we can burn the gates to heaven, melt the night into day

paint the sky a colour of love ─

of crushed roses and tender strokes of gold

our mouths are broken instruments

but what is there to say anyway


if your eyes were swimming pools then i would gladly drown

what fire burns in our veins;

light consumes us

as we sink into the arms of the sun


i kiss the rosy cheeks of autumn and say farewell

for with you arrived a new season

so freeze these crystalline moments

shatter the ice around my heart


let the ruby-coloured birds rush toward south

and we will unfold our hands tonight

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