without you
time
is just a blur.
it passes, fades away
like
smoke on the screen with
purple edges,
pulling out ghosts
and
silhouettes.
i
can't look at you (nor at the sun)
and
my heart is like two pinholes
from which
this story is projected
onto a black hole wall for
all the
world to see.
with you, my vision (never)
sharpens...
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