I kiss every sparkle of light
with my dark pupils:
A river smelling of forgotten touches
can only be cold,
my blood can only hold a limit of warmth
in every dream,
A little more
and my heart shall melt,
like the sun who devoured fire
just to forget
the kiss of the seas.
Writings to Heaven 
to the see
thou shalt be
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Beautiful picture and words.
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Thanks ☺️
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Great imagery and its deep.
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