the terrace, like a lover, matches your breath.

everything imperceptibly amove.

i'm no sun guy, stevens.

i'm all about the moon, which, just now,

from the right, says just there just there to me.

i know it's all about the krause corpuscles

but it's also all about all the stars

which wink in tease, say oops i'm gonna fall

make a wish, quick, no, just a twinkle, lol.

of course it sings in helium

and i barely babble in carbon.

imagine a body full of krause corpuscles.

that's what it must be like to be a star

watching a lover on a terrace shoot desire.

~ ajay

29/12/2023