torch // flame


aesthetic of his dream, —
I am
the epicenter of longings, —
our unconsciously love
each tremor, each shiver, —
sweet debauchery of our being
the moon, the sun,— we are, — 
a day, a night, — damnation
torch // flame, —
what a curse……
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un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
Johnossi