Kisses For Prayers
Love is a church
that leaves me haunted
a temple
painted with passion
Deeply.
Gracefully.
the walls hold me
both bright
and somber
posted by Iudex Yasha at 10:20 PM
“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.
Love is a church
that leaves me haunted
a temple
painted with passion
Deeply.
Gracefully.
the walls hold me
both bright
and somber
posted by Iudex Yasha at 10:20 PM
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