∆ Neural Alchemist | Self-mythologist ∆
I told myself I could be the best lover
Listen to me
I told myself I could form the fairytales with words and my own hands
With imagination and soul
Choosing to go where the sky bends
And the water calls me out and balances me
Soothed over as honey
On a chest so sweet
So deep dark and brown
Sitting under crowns
Floating on clouds
I believed it, yes I believed it
She was a mirror
An alignment
An embodiment
A step ahead
And I believed I loved her
One hundred lo lee years
is a trusted risk
diminished too quick
teasing taste of bliss
Lady luv
butterfly baby
tongue tied on copper skin
Oh where to begin
I arrive always for you
journey and mine
Lady luv
butterfly baby
12/26/2023
I rose. I watched him sleep
He rose. I sang grand risings.
He went to the bathroom. I sang so proud. He danced so proudly and stomped
I cleaned. He made a mess
We brushed our teeth
He drank water. I toke a shower. He came along to keep me company. We talked
I reminded myself that I didn’t own him and he remembered that he owned me…
We talked the whole time
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