she
beyond the desperate
twinkle in her eyes,
lies prestigious
gestures that
only he understands.
it's the way
irony wraps
itself, tight
in her arms,
then her hands,
her legs,
then her feet,
and one day
she found out,
she was covered
in a hoax
of adoration.
he
the crevice
behind the
face of trauma
lies a beam
of serendipity,
of love,
and of liberation.
it's funny
how moments
like this
collide like
atomic particles,
it makes us
feel heat,
light,
and life.
they
and there
they were,
in complete
awe of such
luminance,
faded
and branded
in the cromulent
beautiful skies
of wonders
and of idyllic
setting.
Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 9:12 AM UTC
she
beyond the desperate
twinkle in her eyes,
lies prestigious
gestures that
only he understands.
it's the way
irony wraps
itself, tight
in her arms,
then her hands,
her legs,
then her feet,
and one day
she found out,
she was covered
in a hoax
of adoration.
he
the crevice
behind the
face of trauma
lies a beam
of serendipity,
of love,
and of liberation.
it's funny
how moments
like this
collide like
atomic particles,
it makes us
feel heat,
light,
and life.
they
and there
they were,
in complete
awe of such
luminance,
faded
and branded
in the cromulent
beautiful skies
of wonders
and of idyllic
setting.
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