i'll hide blue hyacinths at the end of every book you have on our bedraggled wooden shelf—a reminder for a love that will remain amidst the tempest of longings and rage.
𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺
YOU ARE READING
A Flowerbed for Romantics
PoetryThe chattering of canaries beneath the cumulus clouds' silhouettes call nature out to breathe once more for I am here, laying above verdant grasses. I carry the heart of a romantic; the art of loving enwreathes itself around my worn out heart. For e...
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i'll hide blue hyacinths at the end of every book you have on our bedraggled wooden shelf—a reminder for a love that will remain amidst the tempest of longings and rage.
𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺