May 2015
Her astral eyes rapture me off,
sweeping me up into ethereal heights.
An ecstasy brought on by her gaze,
as I slip into the dark of a death so little.
sweeping me up into ethereal heights.
An ecstasy brought on by her gaze,
as I slip into the dark of a death so little.
May 1, 2015
(Nebraska)
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