And I am not finished, I'm inseparable and now that I have entwined myself to the threads of your name, I will be dying between your letters and yet be alive in dreams.... (Caption...) (Read caption...) "There are nights when the moon sways to your window and captures a glimpse of your eyes with all the brightness in the dark heaven of your being and then it brings it here, rests it on my chest and slowly the earth starts spinning again and I wonder if you know that you're the gravity, the time and the blackhole. I've followed the stars, the cassiopeia, andromeda, capricornus, canis, cygnus and every constellation I saw on your face shining melodiously with the ache that resembles the walls of my heart, deep and shallow but how do you dance on a melancholy with the grace of wilting leaves and the elegance of blooming flowers? Now that the sky has gone dark and empty, I have been walking under the light of the street bulbs, holding your hands but missing your shadow, your dust touches my skin but I can't breathe you in and I wonder that you're the air, the sunset, the twilight.
