Day 13 It is getting late, outside is so dark, I might be able to see lots of stars tonight.
Good evening! ๐ ๐
Echoing, is a poem about the unexpected. Life can feel perfect in the way it feels in the moment. It has a pearl-like luster and is dazzling.
Echoing
Suddenly disconnect from the world
Around us, spontaneous
I see the candle burning, blurred
With us, impetuous
You are absorbed in my body, yearned
For desire, entire
I grab a cushion curled
Up on the mattress, voluptuous
Echoing in my head
Pearled nightfall
- Michie Lyne
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้ฟใ
็ช็ถไธ็ใจๅใ้ขใใใ
็งใใกใฎๅจใใง、่ช็บ็ใซ
ใใใใใ็ใใฆใใใฎใ่ฆใใ、ใผใใใฆใใ
็งใใกใจไธ็ทใซ、่กๅ็ใซ
ใใชใใฏ็งใฎไฝใซๅคขไธญใซใชใฃใฆ、ๆงใใ
ๆฌฒๆใฎใใใซ、ๅ จใฆ
็งใฏไธธใพใฃใใฏใใทใงใณใๆดใ
ใใใใฌในใฎไธใง、ๅฎ่ฝ็ใซ
้ ญใฎไธญใง้ฟใ
็็ ใฎใใใชๅคๆฎใ
ใใใผ・ใฉใคใณ
๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
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