04-25-2017, 12:19 AM
(04-23-2017, 12:53 PM)RaptorJesus Wrote: Her wing was like a summer night
Shielding me in silent warmth
Her eyes were glassy apertures
To see our shared amour
Her whispers were the most unreal
A magical embrace
She whispered me to silence then
And dreams of pearl lace.
I need to echo CP'sSL here, gorgeous imagery. The first two lines in particular.
Don't hesitate to AM(A)A
The bigger you build the bonfire, the more darkness is revealed.
Every possession and every happiness is but lent by chance for an uncertain time, and may therefore be demanded back the next hour.
The bigger you build the bonfire, the more darkness is revealed.
Every possession and every happiness is but lent by chance for an uncertain time, and may therefore be demanded back the next hour.