When the sun is a glimmer of pink Stabbed by black shadows of treetops I breathe the memory of your breath in the darkness, The ether that held you moments before, And all future’s plans That weigh on undercurrents Of...
When the sun is a glimmer of pink Stabbed by black shadows of treetops I breathe the memory of your breath in the darkness, The ether that held you moments before, And all future’s plans That weigh on undercurrents Of...