Below the Rust by zancan
Dusk’s falling on my decadent reality. My everyday landscape keeps drowning, I’m a microscopic orange stain in a rusty universe. I hope you’ll come tonight… Surprising thread of my thoughts, my guide and lover, let me cross again the dark frontier of my fantasies! So close but uncertain to reach, this blurry paradise hides behind my eyelids.
Release me… and I’ll fade like a drop in the infinite ocean of a dream.
