calyptra

the pale chanting of the forest and its lost echo

is anyone else on hive? i’ve just started one and hope to resurrect my words again, join me little moths

if the earth was flat i would simply just ʲᵘᵐᵖ ᵒᶠᶠ

my wings bogged by honey, the sweetest swamp sung in the muffled hum of two dreams, stuff my mouth with memory

dwindling in the honey further upon your tongue, all the hives you swallowed

dress me in lilac, honey tongued whispers, i swoon under your spell of song, all wrapped as silken cocoon, my heart all bloomed for you, my dearest one

ive forgotten where i forget, so my quiet dreams hide in a nest, a fern full of the smallest moths, somewhere behind a wing; i hide a dream ive forgot

hiding a sleeping fae, pockets of unwritten whisper

lost in the dream of a dewdrop, in the glare of your eye;

dream between spaces, soft traces; your breath across my face, making hearts in the fogs of my eye

like skipping stones across lost lakes, so my breath is spread thin into many heartbeats; when you blink and never heard the whisper to begin with

i wish i could be so free as you, my bloom

never gets easier, just wait for it to come to an end

where did i lose both my reality and dream, to where i am left in the breath of an echo, the pupil of a soul lost void

is my dissociation how i battle my anxiety

even the wings of a whisper come as a whimsy, broken down in the milk teeth of a dream

i am a burden full of wounds, i wish i didn't exist, i wish i could make my tongue into two quiet wings

trembling in my skin, further than lost, a broken poem

my boyfriend did a chronological announcement video for gamescom so you can skip 9 hours of bullshit youtu.be/-XbLXsimit4

dust on the edges of your lips, have you eaten a handful of stars again?

my soft spot between a lilac and your tongue,