selenaaa615 :
The stars that spun your ocean eyes used magic in the dark, To veil a sudden, youthful sweetness in a quiet spark. When joy breaks through, your eyelids tilt to shade the ocean below, Where heavy tides and emerald coasts of private kingdoms flow. The hands that sculpted starlight came to mend the broken code, and wrapped your soul in flawless Armor on a golden road. For deep within that velvety, secluded, holy space, The beautiful unkempt truth of your private mind awoke in grace. Your fingers freeze in silver shapes, a careful, curved design, The quiet architecture of a posture made divine. You drift across the quiet room, a waltz of altered grace. An innocent and brave return the shadows can’t erase. Now steering slow though gentle dreams, a quieted eclipse, A solitary voyager where sacred water slips- How can a soul so fiercely armored, yet so softly bruised, Hold the entire expanse of heaven in a silent smile? Do you have an answer?
2026-06-22 02:01:46