Honeybee

Metamorphosis
2021-07-16 01:12:40 (UTC)

Nocturnal

My lover knows his music as I know my colors. A soft beat carries us to a dream where he holds me in his arms and sways with me. I hold onto him. Give in. And nothing disturbs us for a while. Not the rising sun, not the birds chirping, not the track list ending. Just us, for a little while longer, sharing souls, sharing blood and heart and breath.


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