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First Sight

2025-11-03
Lovely, waking dreams
of melancholy eyes
Falling helpless, falling head and heart
to the floor, opening
a portal to silent trembling,

Over the infinite hair of chaos:
Wind, rain, sleet and thunder
Gathering
the watchful storms
of half-glimpses,

Seeking refuge
in his mercurial nature
And the yellow melodies
of unspoken desire.
Falling helpless, falling into anonymous love.

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