A Relishing Toad
Oh how i relish
your heaven sent lips
jet black hair
Sol touched skin of Venus herself
what were you doing
with a toad
like me?
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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