LP No. 26_2024_agora não sei

sleep calls
&
night falls.


and
twixt these tranquil pauses,
lost expectations rise with the moon,
to reign magic with awe.


and
whispers wait
to be carried.

and
wizards and holy men gather
to pray.

and
wonder bursts through
each moment,
like a curse.


only when
eyes close,
and truly,
we see.