Please weave your
nerves along
My bones,
my marrow is
your supper.
Please wrap your
never ending
absoluteness around
My eternity,
my endlessness is
your reward.
Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 5:59 PM UTC
Please weave your
nerves along
My bones,
my marrow is
your supper.
Please wrap your
never ending
absoluteness around
My eternity,
my endlessness is
your reward.
Some human connections feel so intense that it becomes hard to deny the existence or magic.
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