The Doorway/ The Interpreter

The Doorway/ The Interpreter

They’re like 2 pools of colour

Staring back at me

It’s like the expanse of space

held within a snow globe

So intrinsically delicate

I always wanna be within eyes reach

Just close enough to get lost

Every single night.

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