and now the eyes of the serpentine have closed whilst my mind delves into the richness of tomorrow. please let me take away the pain from the viridescent forest lest i lose myself in the abyss of this catastrophic cyclone. now let the damsels dance to the potion of my exotic island whilst coconut water overflows from the crevices.
this is my home.
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stars of today
Poetry❝ pour on me the honey of his lips and let me steal the moon from his eyes. ❞ an honest first draft // no editing. ©️ novaelox - all rights reserved.
