opaque color of the moon conterted to my light shine of innocence. whispers through the atmosphere safely hidden in the unknown of (july 1985) ✱⁴⁰.. me against the world of cruelty.

flipped pages of the unknown made my feather-light angelic wings in those hands of the heavens 🪷♥

majoring in cherub apple-pie world made dainty bright arrays; infused because of your smile and doodle face that writen gratitude to bespoke milk and cookies as the night slowly parts into dust.. 𖹭