, I began to wander for a long time, because I'm used to the dark night, I'm used to seeing sharp fingertips with cigarettes, I'm used to seeing fluffy hair, intoxicated eyes, twitching smiles, I'm used to erosion like maggots that corrode life and dissolve its own existence; that one Beams of light pierced through the heavy armor, stinging my eyes, and the vortex of night began to turn upside down.
Are you brought by the sun, why is the smile so light and pure? You are soft, like petals, like a drizzle, and you want to be in your arms. Unbelievable, at that moment I wanted to shake off the dust; no, maybe it wasn't the dust; my legs were drowning in the mud of those years, and at this moment, I wanted to run and face the direction of the sun. You came, like bringing me the unreached world, like the once carefree time, full of dreams and hopes. However, here you are, time begins to do a tug of war, past and future, light and dark, giving up and longing, tearing and entanglement.
She is the rose of the night, the charm of the faint blue, we were once the black dahlias, blooming freely; youth was a luxury burden, and I hated the boiling ideal as I hated the greedy eyes of people on me; let it go. Let the poisonous snake hollow out all my hopes, let the smoke fill the air like fire, let the heart block all the light like a cold lens, and let the desire flutter; she is all the marks of time, thin, desperate excitement; she said, this is us Commonly wanted orgasm.
I haven't smelled the fragrance of flowers for a long time, and I haven't seen the sun for a long time. At this moment, you are by your side, can you embrace each other? Want to kiss you, like kissing the dewdrops in the morning; want to hug you, like hugging the whole world. The white sheets in the cabin, you are as shy as a flower: sucking every inch of your skin, stroking every pore of yours, watching the curves of your body swim up and down in a low voice, breathing is the joy of spring, the voice calls; I know you ? Follow you to find the way back. Right up to the climax of my life.
Syd
, you are a dancer of an incredible life, with wings in the dark; I want to drown with you, touch the hardest and darkest corners of life; your jaw goes up, and the arc of your smile is sarcasm Life is boring. You resist hypocrisy and pretense in such a hopeless way as a child; your eyes are as pure as your dreams. Approaching you is like driving into life on the first day, seeing the trajectory, I can't help trembling, for this incredible encounter, for everything that is about to happen, falling in love, and parting.
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