Aria Rostami - My Bobby Valentine

I take my glasses off and wonder why I can’t see. A marvelous, unintentional blur, where just colors are in clarity. Peter is a brooding blur of six articulate sounds. Listen to “My Bobby Valentine” and the rest here, and watch the complimenting video for “My Bobby Valentine” and “Black Ring” here

I take my glasses off and wonder why I can’t see. Dear blur, why don’t I look through you more often. Without clarity I can feel clearly. Something like a grey flower grew between myself and my vision. An involuntary separation more marvelous than most would perceive. Grey flower, blooming. 

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