eyes
futher more
surfaced in reflecting gloss –
just beneath
just as real,
as though
a drop
fell full,
into a glass
turning
stretching
into a mix
of color –
lost in its intensity
it’s life and the pain
that draws our beauty out.
January 27th, 2024 § 0 comments
eyes
futher more
surfaced in reflecting gloss –
just beneath
just as real,
as though
a drop
fell full,
into a glass
turning
stretching
into a mix
of color –
lost in its intensity
it’s life and the pain
that draws our beauty out.
Tagged apod, astrophotography, first light machine, Nebulosity, poetry, quantum poetry, Relatively quantum poetry, Space poetry
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