Hot and Bothered
Such a vainglorious composition
our hands clasp
i yell your name in prayer
you beg for it
all of it
as if you could handle
all of me
posted by Iudex Yasha at 11:01 AM
“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.
Such a vainglorious composition
our hands clasp
i yell your name in prayer
you beg for it
all of it
as if you could handle
all of me
posted by Iudex Yasha at 11:01 AM
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