All the wild summer was in her gaze
The silence of the whole summer is inhabited in her eyes.
every night, I empty my heart
I hollow out my heart every night
But by morning it's full again.
But when the morning light first appeared, everything went back to the old and the new
Slowly. droplets of you seep in through the night's soft caress.
You gently turn into water droplets, seeping into the caress of the night
At dawn i overflow with thoughts of us
Our shadow fills the twilight's mind
And aching pleasure that gives me no respite.
Neither pain nor joy can be comforted at all.
Love cannot be contained.
love cannot be outlined
The neat packaging of desire splits asunder.
The originally full and full desire was torn to pieces
Spilling crimson through my days,
My days are all scarlet
Long, Languishing
sorrow and longing
Days that are now bruised tender with yearning,
Those days and nights and longing wear away your last tenderness
Spent searching for a fingerprint,
Consume yourself to find that finger mark you left behind
A scent, a breath you left behind.
A scent, a breath left in the back
——at least she was always the heroine of her story
- At least she will always be a hero, in her story.
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