I negate this distance with / what it would be / to be shining you. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
I negate this distance with / what it would be / to be shining you. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
I negate this distance with / what it would be / to be shining you. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
I negate this distance with / what it would be / to be shining you. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
I negate this distance with / what it would be / to be shining you. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
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I negate this distance with / what it would be / to be shining you.

— Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
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