This is not a poem but rather a premonition. It’s a humble but strong suggestion- if you want to know what you think of self, world. Stop filling it and Detox. Fast from screens and fast often
Smog of screens
Generous lover
Dissolving is imminent, so now the universe and the priestess pray that they can love the other more than they have received, cherishing the gift that is their love.
Flutter and Glide 