"Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return."
Monday, 27 June 2011
Trace my thirst
to where the gilded sun
burns away the mist and
Flattens against the wall of my skin
Waterless mouth
I swallow for wanting
a symphony of bright shadows
And a stream of white lies
The ebb and flow of forgotten memories
drowns me out with the tide
Moonless glow
From an iridescent pupa
and born of ash we seek
to drift through pale walls
our sorrow left behind
forever goodbye
words © malai carrara
photography © nausher banaji
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