Eclipsed emotions
How gorgeous you are
ive fallen in
with time
at the British Museum
i want this feeling to stay
never thinking, never planning,
never-where
love sleep skipping
inside these great comforting walls
my blanket is spread
the exibits cool all false aspirations
stroking my life
like a fingernail
brushing the back of my neck
here i am
this is my world
my galaxy
surrounded all around by stars
my very own milky way
the only sound that disturbs
the perfect silence of space
is the faint note of hope
dreaming
ever we go
outside these walls
shall feel...
peace
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