published on: 2019-09-09 15:00:16
“What do we have here?” she whispered through that sly smile
She was curious and nothing more, or at least that’s what she
The music carves hot petalsthrough our bodiesin its ritual
hellocoraco: “Every time the rain comes downI close my eyes
They really shouldn’t, somebody might walk in and catch them.
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