analog

A Poem by lov

I dream of

sun-drenched windows,

naked skin,

water in waves

on analog film.

long days,

afternoon flies,

salt on my lips,

hair air-dried.

It´s all coming back one day.

-lov

© 2026 lov

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Added on March 7, 2026
Last Updated on March 7, 2026

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lov

Germany

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Hello world, I am a 22 year old girl, who wants to be seen through her words. In the past years I struggled with addictions and self harm. Writing is therapy, so there is nothing left other than tha.. more..