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Death chariots,snake charmers, and a childlike sense of wonder
Two hearts could hold a lake of love
and be just a row boats oar apart;
others hold knives to throats, threatening
their very existence.
the night air is nimble
for just as sure as eyelids shut
we slumber in the silent hope of love.
and be just a row boats oar apart;
others hold knives to throats, threatening
their very existence.
the night air is nimble
for just as sure as eyelids shut
we slumber in the silent hope of love.
Published 18th Jul 2018
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18th Jul 2018 9:58pm
How lovely & wistful...
how in your brief ode, including the title, you’ve included all my favorite things...
how in your brief ode, including the title, you’ve included all my favorite things...
18th Jul 2018 10:48pm
deep dearest Samael
I feel the precariousness of love
with outside influences threatening...
hold strong...
love Crim
I feel the precariousness of love
with outside influences threatening...
hold strong...
love Crim
