She had blue skin,
and so did he.
He kept it hid,
and so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by–
And never knew.

"There was a reason that she was so romantic about the moon. It never asked her questions or begged for the answers nor did she ever have to prove herself to it. It was always just there- breathing, shining, and in ways most humans can't understand: listening."

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Alone With You in the Ether by Olivie Blake
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A beautifully written romantic novel belonging to my all time favorite shelf. The entire literary piece was worded beyond what the mind can comprehend, which means it was not a typical romantic piece holding light exchange of sentences or easy plots.

I have this connotation about contemporary romantic books where each of them are written lightly with only dialogues ready to give you butterflies but not more. Alone With You In The Ether is a poetic narrative consisting of various metaphors— of self-sabotage, and complexities of life.

It is a slow burn picture of two individuals meeting inside an armory of a known museum. A combination of an artistic woman, with her counterfeit craft despite her talent, and a theoretician or a principle obsessed man, of time and space. Their dynamic is a vast version of chaos, which means that they are unconventional individuals in fracture but as whole they make sense. Both of which lulls the impulses they have towards each destructive actions, fills the other half. I am in awe that this book exists, well enough to understand that there are uncertainties within oneself that becomes certainly reasonable by someone half as you. As how Olivie Blake termed it on her synopsis, this is “how to face the fractures of yourself and still love as if you're not broken,” without being toxic in a holistic narrative.

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