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Love spell 2

Acquiescent mist
Wrapping itself
Around the
Ever ephemeral
Air that
Directs it
Carries it
Everywhere

In kindness
To being

The mist on the horizon came to me as if it were a physical manifestation of every cerulæn dream I’ve had & we had for love & for meaning

~○~

Forthwith the
Months
Of days without
Gentle mystification
So that when it
Arrives
It is
Known to be
Of the story
Of the love
This psychic connection
This love spell
Which
We both
Mixed

Where did it begin
& where will it end
Its unknown structure
In the continuity of
Existence

In the intangibility
Of words
Fulfilled somehow
Yet inadequately
In between letters

Mystical typograpghy
My love
If we weren’t so
Good at it
We’d have both been fine

Don’t you think

A weird thing which
Stays with me
Star
Is that I never told
You about all of
My favourite
Songwriters

Somehow that lingers
I guess because it’s
A measure of
Significance

Oh star
The way we were
Was never how we
Could have been

Still it was lovely
It was wonderful
It was too good

I was true

© Niliema Karkhanis

Featured image by Paweł Czerwiński from Unsplash

These dreams

Photo by Caroline Feelgood on unsplash

These dreams

Are of consequence

To me

If to no one else

An imagination

Of death

Interrupted by

An interminable

Breath

Worlds conjured

On the tip of

A pen

Felt

I close my eyes

I open them

Hieræth

For a moment

Ethereal gift

Exhaling

Story sent

© Niliema Karkhanis

These dreams