A late summer breeze moved the curtain softly. My head felt dizzy. Drunken by the scent of your skin - full of dreams and stories untold. So many ways to walk and turns to explore. For a moment you remained still. Then you looked me in the eyes with a broad smile and started to kiss the light of the first stars from my lips.
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1 year ago jamesmcroar@iamsofia mine too. It's as if the curtain of everyday boredom is being pushed away and the world slowly drifts into a dark, deeper and more mysterious reality. The source of our fears, hopes and dreams 🖤✨🌛Reply
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1 year ago jamesmcroar@iamsofia the first stars flicker dimly at first but they turn out to be the brightest on the night skyReply