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"The Thief of Time"

Stolen breaths
Exhaled dreams
Whispered forget me nots

Ink stained skin
History bled to bone
Fragments of parchment
An offering to flames

Hold me close
Hear my words
Let me breathe.

Art by Kim Bo Yung & Josef Desade
Model - Christina Cushman

Evergreen Elegy
Sonic Mejias

Time passes, and our hearts
Learn to let go.
Memories of summer fade,
As the crisp air starts to test snow

All things change, just like the seasons.
I remember when I first wrote those words.
Friends come and go,
Some bridges are burned, others rusted away.

Were member their service,
Whatever purpose they held in our lives,
But their time is up, new roads are traveled,
New bridges are walked, a new way of life emerges.

As bountiful rain ends,
and warmth is lost in the night
Leaves lose sight of sunlight,
Shedding away for winter’s stay.

But roots of their branches resists,
Their everlasting efforts encapsulated,
Trunks as far as the eye can see,
The snow’s reflection is infatuating

Then there are the evergreen glades,
Whose feathers needn’t fade,
Persists despite the shade,
Permanent residents in this estate.

People our souls can’t let go of,
Even when the sun has moved on,
Despite seeing the signs that it's time
For you to shed this weight already.

And you want to let it all out,
You want to be reborn, like the others.
To rise from the dust and ashes,
To seek passion in masses.

But the leaves you found are the ones you need,
Or so you bleed, it’s carved in the heart.
Transcribed in your genome,
Behold, beholden so holding on is only right.

Nebula's Lament
Icarus

I once saw stars dance in your eyes,
Galaxies so wide, yet beyond my reach,
Full of wondrous dreams,
Yet, in knowing all that I envied it’s brilliance,
For you knew nothing of darkness like I did,
And yet, you welcome me,
Wrapping me with your tender warmth regarles of what I am or who I once was.

Oh how this precious heaven of yours softened my gaze,
Sparking a smile I never knew I had.

Oh what a shame,
What a shame,
For this gentle heart of yours ignited warmth to this wicked man,
A welcoming sweet delight I dare not to refuse.

But as the sands of time moved,
Its unraveling dimes your light,
A slow eclipse that veiled your radiance,
Filing your eyes with storms of chaos,
A darkness with no anchor.

Oh how the soft morphed into a spectre of change,
And all I can do is collapse on my knees,
Full of despair,
Praying for heaven to reclaim your light,
To grasp what’s left fading echoes of your laughter I once adored so dearly,
But my prayers fall silent to the gods ears,
Leaving me to watch chaos consume you whole.

The stars we once touched flicker out,
Their songs of “What was” are now dimmed murmurs,
And yet, in knowing all that,
I still search for embers in your eyes,
But there nothing left,
Just the ashes of a fallen star.

And in that death,
Time has cement our distance,
Forcing my hand to sever what we once knew,
A path of divergence I never sought to claim.

As I gaze into those eyes I once adore,
Tears of farewell streamed down my face,
For the constellation of us I once knew has drifted from our reach,
Swallowed by the endless void,
Becoming nothing but a memory,
A whisper in the abyss of the forgotten.

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