DEDICATION
for him.
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the whirling swirls of my stygian irises, you dipped quills on to them. fear of the twilight, i wrap myself in it at two in the morning, imagining it is your limbs i lay in, tangled among the sprouting sprigs of pestle lavender. cherries burst on your virgin tastebuds and honey drips from my cerasus flavoured lips, "i love you" you first confessed in simple three words on sixteenth april.
[ you called me sakura. ]
