prisms on a rainy day
Posted on September 7, 2023 by Kelsi Fails
Rosewood:
The rotten taste of the right person at the wrong time
Vermilion:
Delicious gasps for air between snorts and snickers, so sublime
Sunshine:
Nauseatingly nectarous sensations of an all-consuming centrality
Midnight:
The refreshing mildness of rebirth amid an aching threat of rm mortality
Ultramarine:
A robust yet ticklish bond between ripe and tender souls entwined
Electric:
A bristly appetite for every ounce of acidic favor beneath the sky
Wisteria:
The sultry weight of wisdom and silken whispers of lies divine
Prisms:
The piercing existence of enchantments hidden within the mists of July
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