traces

the sun stayed longer than it should
that day
as if the air knew
no other form to keep

the rain found shape
and traced your curves
barely a sound
where touch
paused

the sky held our gaze

we loosened

starlight takes its time
softening your fingertips
air turning your palm

the sun still holds our gaze
at night
the dark kept back
as silence grew

a split second before
the sky tore wide
time folded
away
dreams fading
memories dissolvingㅤ

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