Twilight Dragon

The light in your eyes says another name and suddenly bright thoughts left transmuted in ashes of a party day of a far yesterday. This night is a navigating pain in the memory of your eyes shining like beautiful moons sculpted in ice. What is this time that ends in nothing?; What is this circle that never closes for?

I don’t want to find out why I care about the light in your eyes.

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