📚🖤The roses...🖤📖
🌹🖤My path is studded with your thoughts and
only a star's beam can illuminate my field of vision.
I can't walk.
My hands seek feet for
to be able to caress them.
Glazed and hard amethyst stone the color I love.
Round ankles recall your cravings in me.
I go up inside your ego, caress your knees.
The sighs become harmonious.
The intercom rings
There is a bouquet of roses
I'm leaving
The star has lost my path
The petals will wither every day.
Tonight is November and the full moon will have no reflections...
🖤💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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