When the oceans rise,
and the skies fall.
Where the infinities meet.
An explosion of divinity.
A deafening quietness.
Seeping,
a trickle a time.
The sudden slowness
of love,
acknowledged.
A beauty,
within the halo of darkness.
When the oceans rise,
and the skies fall.
Where the infinities meet.
An explosion of divinity.
A deafening quietness.
Seeping,
a trickle a time.
The sudden slowness
of love,
acknowledged.
A beauty,
within the halo of darkness.
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Agree with the darkness part 😉
Amazes me as to see people talk of love in terms of paradoxes. Not that I would want it any other way but still… ‘infinites meet’, ‘deafening quietness’ so on and so forth.
Someone who crashes into our world from outer-space would be so pissed if one goes on to explain what love is 😀