may i steal your ripeness, fruitful in good deed, high living spirit
'tis not a sin to be delighted by and fall for angelic ways
for i know a life without your aura, God, shining over me
'twas not until your golden haze shone bright than e'er hath
thou hath taken my soul
enchanted by your mysteries
Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 2:17 AM UTC
may i steal your ripeness, fruitful in good deed, high living spirit
'tis not a sin to be delighted by and fall for angelic ways
for i know a life without your aura, God, shining over me
'twas not until your golden haze shone bright than e'er hath
thou hath taken my soul
enchanted by your mysteries
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