I love how that lamp post is the only one of that colour. Just like in her poem, the last of its kind, the only one left with that light. So she comes there every night, because it's the only thing that matters to her.

I don't know about the glasses on her, though? I'm guessing reading glasses? Or they're what lets her see the different light? Idk, I've just never imagined Yuri with glasses.



If you'll allow me, this is a poem I wrote on another Yuri piece. Thought it fit here ^_^



Like a phantom you keep to yourself, invisible to others.

Wailing, living in your own world.

Yet like the moonlight you track my footsteps, basking in my shadow.

The streetlights flicker, but I can sense the hope in your lost soul light my way.

Let me breath life into your heart, that you may walk by my side. Your dark eyes shining like day, forever lighting my way.