rising from the darkened threads
of a scorched night
i step through the echoes
of your scrutinizing eyes
my skin a tapestry
of shadows and light
i breathe in the shards
of forgotten cries
through the veil of your whispers
i reclaim my shape
every ember
a new dawn’s promise
not a marvel
but a force
that dances on the edge
of silence
Skrivnostna dvojina in igra svetlobe ... my skin a tapestry /
of shadows and light,
čestitke,
lp, Ana
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