Репост из: KISMET CAESURA.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ AUTUMN LEAVES,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ FALLING IN THE WIND.
Soles of black shoes i’ve been foreseeing appear in the expanse of berry glades. Grasping me around the forcible west tempest. Begirding my fingers in a molten embrace that i anticipate with every tick of the clock. And my heart is always tense as i wait for your quiet eyes to convey emotions to me. I’ll take you, across the lake in a canoe at the crack of dawn at 7 p.m on June 15th. Down each clear water stream.
⠀⠀@KISMETCAESURA. & @ODDPOETRY.
⠀⠀⠀⠀YOUR PORTRAIT EMBROIDERY. (...)
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(...) MY APLOMB FOR YOU.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ AUTUMN LEAVES,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ FALLING IN THE WIND.
Soles of black shoes i’ve been foreseeing appear in the expanse of berry glades. Grasping me around the forcible west tempest. Begirding my fingers in a molten embrace that i anticipate with every tick of the clock. And my heart is always tense as i wait for your quiet eyes to convey emotions to me. I’ll take you, across the lake in a canoe at the crack of dawn at 7 p.m on June 15th. Down each clear water stream.
⠀⠀@KISMETCAESURA. & @ODDPOETRY.
⠀⠀⠀⠀YOUR PORTRAIT EMBROIDERY. (...)
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(...) MY APLOMB FOR YOU.
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