The Elixir of Love.


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"Because what I feel for you is that deeply strong, that wildly passionate. Our love is full of sparks, it's so magically beautiful. I could start fires with what I feel for you inside me. It shall keep burning for eternity." @inductionst ft. @Jaydernbot

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📝 Bestowing a lavish greeting to a line of you who pass through this forum. Hereby, @Jhehyun and @Roseaynne looking for a new pals to establish correlation between channels, drop your enthralling ID in bellow for SFS purposes.
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Orbs are lingered by the darkness as I see woe upon my thoughts by reality. Then I was wakened up by the sound of the siren, holding me tight on the edge of my sanity, catching my attention, and yet all these things feel like a dream. Written on these walls are the names of those who have been expecting me but this secret has been kept all along, shoving me to the bright light of love. Yet, I will always miss this touch of ardor tinted by a heart of gold. ㅤ


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ㅤㅤBeautifully wrecked and engraved by you. A voice that holds my hand, delicately leading me to a place where the rain soothes me now. No longer do I fear the unseen darkness, the sunshine curses with patterns filled with wrath yet so much affection. The callous world left behind, I can feel you within me, reaching places never held before. The tone of the drizzling raindrops syncing so gracefully with your soothing thoughts. Blend of the soil with the rain and its scent brings me to utter bliss, now that I have your love indented in them. The reminisce doesn't allow me to forfeit anymore. Hold that tenderness on thoughts running on my skin forever, and watch me sink so willingly into the place that you created for us.
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She fell in love with him deeply. He was both: a savage and a gentleman. The balance made her feel safe, and alive.




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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗘𝗬𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗖𝗧

Between your eyes and mine are the unspoken affirmations of all we don't have the words to say. Be that space inches, feet across a crowded room, be we separated by glass or through the veneer of tears that lend shine to the lights around us, the words we've never needed freeze with the dust that hangs between us. Can you too feel time slow to a crawl to a stall and a stall to a stop? Can we dance across the dust that catches the sunlight in the spaces between us?

Can we meet there and listen to the sound, the wild rush of all things left unsaid? The breath in my lungs no longer belongs to me, it is yours every time the world disappears around us. Between your eyes and mine, is a thread that ties us together, quivering and pulsing with the life that flows between us. Can we slide to the middle and kiss while time thaws around us? Can I whisper into your waiting ears that there is more magic in one glance from your eyes than a lifetime of stares from anyone else?
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His graces betwixt his very sense of this firmament. A glance of hope, that's what the lad is known for. Born on such a loving day, the Valentine Boy with the sovereign in each fragment of his drop-dead gorgeous figure. Moreover, so many things have been devoured to him, poetic words in every inch of his deeds as the stars would fall on his arms. Carving symphony on top of his scribbles, he is an art-dweller by no mischief. Soft swept hair reflecting his heart regardless of his famous name known as a man with such feisty one. Trammels of his journey would betide somehow but the man would sail across the places he pierced his ardor into. Captivating orbs and wicked smiles, nobody can't hold the impression the lad, Jayden, brought them.




The years we've shared have been full of joy. The memories we've made will go on and on. Some memories can be forgotten, but others must be remembered well. The same thing with this, I collect it in one place so that all the memories come together without any frills "I'm too old to remember it".
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The heart beats in time with the sounds of drums, the hand swaying to the violins chord. Each note is remembered, thought about, and adored, as every soul in the room joins to the music and hums. Each sliver of sound buzzing in the brain.
The lyrics with a thought about meaning, put together with the guitar as it's loud screaming. The melody that returns to bring my life back again.
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A place by the name of endearing, where the man shall meet his dear. Memories written on the walls whilst upon his head hanging hopes which filled by his days of yore. Dangling gleam on Trafalgar when the stars whispering him the showcase of his day. Hereby, the lad would come to an end, and yet, he will find more things to come in this place.

No faith shall be losing, taking a heap of what he has been creating. Through fantasies he dived into this place has been the guardian of his memories. Clutching his hands on a payphone, a scarlet haze fulfilling his pipe dreams. Far away in St. Paul's cathedral, the man is a saint full of wishes. Prayers by devotion to this city by the coast of Westminster, the blooming heart has endowed to bow on Covent.
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