Under the clashing lights of dawn,
there your eyes sat;
the universe was in every speckle of your coal-black iris,
a miracle was born with every wisp of your smile.

Under the expanse of a starless sky,
there your eyes sat;
your pupils no longer held a supernova,
your lips no longer spoke of endings as beginnings.

– “Dim”

LL.

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