Amorphous Conceptions
I dream a light
from nothing.
you are
a hopeful cradle-
I would hand you
in my palm
Like civilization
cuddled before,
The fall–
stars awaken
Golden mithril
in...
from nothing.
you are
a hopeful cradle-
I would hand you
in my palm
Like civilization
cuddled before,
The fall–
stars awaken
Golden mithril
in...