𝐷𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝐴𝑏𝑢 𝑂𝑢𝑓 𓂀

Never let me lose the marvel
of your statue-like eyes, or the accent
the solitary rose of your breath
places on my cheek at night.

I am afraid of being, on this shore,
a branchless trunk, …