Flow, animals, memories.

[Fkeu'itan]

The transmission lost to all but one,
Flows from the fingertips,
Though not my hands, nor my mind,
Not even voice - the tool.

Can really state what they need.
Knowing not what to say,
Nor what gestures to make...
There's only truth, singular.

That I should need to unleash.
To express, to broadcast,
Everything I feel,
Everything I see.

Dreams in cerulean and jade.
Aurally, visually, kinetically.
A million moments stuck fast,
A thousand emotions engrained.

The winding thread weaves onwards,
Trailing tales of time.
Reverse motion of hours,
Past presented in static.

And as soon as the moment came,
It passed further on.
What I entwined within these,
Was unnecessary...

Talking in the dark,
It ebbs and flows,
Tsunamis and droughts,
All within seconds.

I never want this moment to end.


I never want it to end.

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This really means nothing. It's the clumsy attempts of me just trying to convey desparately how I feel right now... I SO wish that people could feel this. But it's impossible to properly convey something this fluid with something so static.

[Advent]

If I may quote a nostalgic phrase, Oel ngati kameie.