rendezvous

by Kasumi visual by Jewel Irish S. Belascuain

11:11 — lover,

time may surpass the midnight hues, keep me close as you feel the heat ricochet against the concrete. take me to an interstellar car, retract from the frigid steel barriers, and rescue me from the depths of chaos. forth I go, backwards I dream, think of me as the stars collide, or let me go as we force goodbyes. seeking for an end to this certainty, as you caress the last of my esse, if it were to cease the moment, you would come over, right? 12:51 — lover, the demiurge may seal our fate, before everything falls into place, meet me at our hideaway, our home. akin to a trip down memory lane, seascape scenes at the dead of night, coruscated halls with hands intertwined.

sullen reveries, where pity be reckoned with; indwelled oakwoods etched with initials of two— uphill where the havens convened. i ought to see the least of us all sundry, and though in vain, i lie still; beside austere breeze, mundane thoughts, i am here waiting . . .

00:00 — lover ,

as with all passion a soul accords, doubt that the void haunts us seamlessly, transcend in the liberty of what sets it free. hideaways anew await our advent, albeit atypical, counterfeit deem; afraid that doubt turns to hellish verity. all may be gone in a blink of an eye, for kinder marks leave heedless bygones, and with you beside, still as i remain. time has surpassed the risen sun, near and far the sunlit beams, here we are now, in the midst of certainty, our eschaton has begun.