merely one eve, truly, oh-so moonlit, and guileless!
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤlaid upon white silk
—honey-coated,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ as though 'twas heaven itself,as holding onto soothing tattle, drenched in caress along emerald lawn, at our garden of sentience, by a merry vernal volley; only then, under the royal blue veil of nights, we breathe tenderness. only there, we blossom into our heavens. ever-light, lingering past abandoned stars. veil, nor pall, ethereal, could obscure you; eternalized, you are, in guarded memoirs, reigning my cognizance; forever renewed! fleurissant o’ fascinating
marylacebot.t.me efflorescence meadows on this exuberance cheerfulness merriment betwixt enraptured dimanche’s.
— sincerely, ceyyina ”
