[pre-glow] you >> what they see

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Noontime where my perspective and creation 

withdrew my worldly senses and appreciation. 

Sparks did not bloom from the outside light and tangibility,

but it ascended through darkness and moonlight.

Our body danced in the rhythm of hopes and future.

I felt your soul, tears, and I am quite sure

that status in this world is mediocre

because our love was forbidden and graced with fresh air.


This love is swifter and sweeter as the time goes by.

We're natural, funny, wholesome and a little bit shy.

The nights and twists all happen in September

where it breaks all the minds of pretenders. 

I don't burn bridges but it breaks suddenly.

They say that love takes time but kissing you

every morning is eternal and blissful and I'm fixated

to looking forward to our morning blues.

I may not say I love you too,

but my imagination's hooked in my idea of you.

You are my gentle reminder

that love is beautiful when it comes naturally. 







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