The language of our soul has no concept of context.
I have found.
No intent, just resonance.
The most content and/or invigorating.
I pull these words out of context and you with them
In a time where the dominant philosophy is romanticism
Which has a higher importance than love itself
You asked me if it was enough
...
It is not
...
I’m not sure I ever intended it to be.
As I lift these words, I lift myself too out of context
To play as a soul
And as I recover mine
I realise
I miss you
- Sleeps
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