In a room full of light,
I bloom like a rose
Kissed and seduced
By the golden hour,
Days roll and melt on my tongue
Like ice cubes and dice,
Moments sprout and fall off from calendars
In slow motion
Until everything fits perfectly into place,
Giving extra room
For my pregnant thoughts
To give birth to velvety happy endings
On empty pages
When a blood moon arrives.
𝒜𝓂𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒹𝒶𝓂
08.21.21
©amsterdam
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