Nice Painting
i simply cannot stop
seeing you below me,
lying there, your hair spilled
like paint
across the canvas
of this bed
posted by Iudex Yasha at 11:29 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.
i simply cannot stop
seeing you below me,
lying there, your hair spilled
like paint
across the canvas
of this bed
posted by Iudex Yasha at 11:29 AM
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