Updated: Nov 8, 2023
bloody red skies of passion bloomed in me,
showering my insides in rich black wine;
soaked was my breath with life.
the sun seared his lips upon my back,
making warm honey collect down in my stomach.
i float on a still pool of milk in a stance with the stellar bodies, watching them violently collide with each other. andromeda with the...
my sleep melts into a million tiny droplets of dreams. breathe a sigh a puff of cloudy mist. what more could I want?
drunk in the fallernian harp, it makes me see things. ain't i too young, not ripe and mature enough to be picked yet. so, let me hang on...
i love
This have my heart