I am filled to the brim of myself on most days

I am leaking and overflowing in the abundance of what has never fulfilled

And all the while sunsets have been casting their glow on the coldest parts of night

There is peace in the way they glow and in how pinks mingled with orange whisper of a love

That never tires of covering what I stopped being able to so long ago


~ Antavia

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