Nuzzle inside the hollow of my bones. Let our breaths mingle as one. Turn liquid for me. Only for me. Bury your essence inside of my soul.
—Christina Lee
‘The sky cast wet buckets of dreams and desires, the roots took shape, and the leaves tangled as one.
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