Immiscible
Waves clash on rock
Or nothing
Oblivion
Or my lungs’ air quickening
If I were you, who would love me?
Different hues of a painting
Our chemicals impart separation
The condition of Love: Contradiction
Waves clash on rock
Or nothing
Oblivion
Or my lungs’ air quickening
If I were you, who would love me?
Different hues of a painting
Our chemicals impart separation
The condition of Love: Contradiction