A triangle of lumpen life in a green meadow dusted with pale flowers and surrounded on three sides by the listening woods.
The moon has feelings too and she tugs at your heart like a nagging doubt.
But the affairs of these pseudo-men hold not yet enough water for her tug to inspire a reaction.
So it is you and your yellow eyes who must continue to bathe in the stress of her regard.
The moon has feelings too and she tugs at your heart like a nagging doubt.
But the affairs of these pseudo-men hold not yet enough water for her tug to inspire a reaction.
So it is you and your yellow eyes who must continue to bathe in the stress of her regard.
3 comments:
mmm.
great wordage,
and super picture choice
Fanx Tom :)
I want to be the cat on the branch in the picture.
The tug of the moon indeed.
WV: lered. lmao.
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