My soul lay bare before you
in ****** contrapposto,
as if you carved me that way.
you turn the air to music,
and everything to art.
and even though it’s beautiful,
you remade my heart to marble.
Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 10:54 PM UTC
My soul lay bare before you
in ****** contrapposto,
as if you carved me that way.
you turn the air to music,
and everything to art.
and even though it’s beautiful,
you remade my heart to marble.
sculptures are pretty but so unalive
