Natura e l'Islandese

Post N° 112


 the sky falls downI am staring at its frozen face as it opens the black blue mouthit scratches my skin with sharp tiny starsmy heart is going to shrink and squeeze against my back i can't breathethe sounds of the citylaughing shadows I will miss
soon the sky will devour meendlessly emptythe silence will keep my eyes openI'll know thenI know you so wellremember every single word you told meskyembrace me and heal memy tears your falling starsyour dark air will touch my lipsalone in your dark sublimeI'll swimwill kiss youand die