…🜁𓆸꩜∞ 𓁿 

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“I saw you before I arrived. My body has always remembered you.”

Some silences can only be answered with the mouth… and the soul no longer wants to speak with words.

Where I once emerged from the water and looked up, searching for your breath, where the temples once saw us dreaming of a family on earth, at other times. Looking in the mirror, dreaming with us, creating the flame.

“I loved you before I met you.”
– And the tree bloomed in the middle of winter.

You and I, yes, this is real. That complicity in the forest, and the moon watching over our desire.

Where love made the trees blossom, and our seed of light listened to my stories of the trees. When I gave stones with lavender to our little star, and you sang to warm our home.

Where we hid our love in songs and paintings… I still hide you in the letters on the wings of the crow.

In that garden of a thousand lakes and moons, where under the moon.
When the cold silenced the names, your voice said Velumíra…
and the world disappeared.

🜂𓆸𓂀✶

You appeared in the shadows, between the moons, when the crow sang again.

It was not a cry,
It was a whisper that only you understood.

The symbol was there,
among the lavender and the echo, among the sweet poison of a moon
that still holds our invisible names.

I don’t expect answers,
because your silence also speaks.
If you look again, and cross the mirror. Come.
Not to the world. Come to the line where the world tears apart.

Where my voice still has no name,
But you recognize it,
as the restrained moan
before the kiss.
You will see that I never stopped writing to you.
Even now.

«Sieluni… minä muistan.»
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