Jan 2017
Love.
An aphrodisiac of our mind,
Made from the illusions that we make,
It is something that we cannot escape,
We are just naive and lonely humans so we love.
An aphrodisiac of our mind,
Made from the illusions that we make,
It is something that we cannot escape,
We are just naive and lonely humans so we love.
i did not know what to write about tbh. Dont be triggered, its just a poem ;-;
