soul esscence, the crystal moon, the lone stately tree, red autumn- caressing all things i touch, cold rising pure against blue stars smoldering, before the artist, flames the nurturing log touched little by little, torrential images slow your scent, green apple aroma, everything lush and ghastly- awash in impeccable, glimmering neon, surrounded by images forgotten on that hour, each hour ebbing... to remain repeated. suddenly, my love, brushed by the oranges and yellows of a new spring, lights the picturesque tugging in your veins - touched little by little, with floating ice blue sky, freezing fire tugging gently upon your forgotten body, banners of ashes, dreams like nectar, from the flower to the bee- a taste forgotten, my honey abandoned in your planting ground, my roots to seek what they are destined for- glistening life entertwined- as long as you live, i will feed your lips, a thousand sweetnesses.Birth sign: Leo
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