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Mar 2019
6:18

Getting up today felt like the vanilla scent of a cake.
Let the water run through your face
Neck,
The curve of your hip
In all your bare-skinned finery you're awake

Plain strong coffee
Let it be our ritual at daybreak
Perfect time for a sweet craving
Crimson lustful bliss
I say my "Laudes" through parted lips

7:22
Celeste's declamations sound more alluring today
Teach that Hedonism is not all Humans seek
Unique brazen secrecy
Let not life be an honest misery

14:03
In that aisle read "dairy replacement"
For a second wish to find out when did people supersede humanity
Proceed, smile to the woman at the counter
In the open-air, lit cigarettes
Blown smoke, blown regrets
The joy of yesterday not relive

16:30
Home sweet home
Lay down your upsets and close your eyes
The touch of your hands my worries confine
Shoulders,
Back,
Clavicle,
Shoulders,
Back
Lastly, we baked
Uncomplicated and unmixed orange cake
Orange cake and vanilla ice cream is our feast

21:47
The water takes away, clean, purges everything
Glory redemption finally found
Close your eyes and claim your prize
Caress me
I am brand new!
Laudes - are one of the liturgical hours celebrated in the morning. *Portuguese
Drusila
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Drusila  F/Japan
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