andcircuit
i remember the time that i held your head at the edge of the sill
the faint glow of the sun, white in its rays and dancing in your eyes.
I had abeat in my head that reminded me of the night before, and the reason for your state of mind.
The following day proved to be cold, and windy, but when the sun hit my eyes, I felt the remaining warmth from summer. Like leftovers from a meal earlier in the week, it wasn't as fresh, but still reminded me of what it originally tasted of.
There I was, holding the dusk, the last of the sunlight. My eyes were swollen shut and I could still see the light through.
to the moon.