Angelus caeruleus
You walk through the mist, enchanting my mind, the darkest of angels, you have kept me alive. Breathing deep love, your heart bleeds for this, Lying beneath, we enjoy each others bliss. The darkest of angels have bestowed upon me, your wondrous heart has set my love free. the darkest of angels, and the brightest of love, the beauty of falling for this angel above.
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fingerling
There is a lot to tell, so i will tell through my work. Cheers.
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