imagine a poem, imagine a red sun, imagine a dream where we collapse on the horizon, imagine a story without a beginning, imagine a story with an ending that isn't right, imagine a story that's just a stutter, imagine light that you can pick up and break, light that you can smash against concrete, imagine if the sun lived in my mouth, imagine if we stood chest to chest, i think if we ever touched we would either explode or pass right through each other. imagine if we gave the sun a name, what would you call her? imagine if you gave me a name, what would you call me?
Inspired by Sound: "Sunset lover" by Petit Biscuit