Compose
the most aching sonatas inside my body.
Conduct
my breath so that I may only whisper your name at a pianissimo and unravel at your forte.
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Of Citrus, Honey, and Melancholy ● Poetry ●
Poetry❝Part into me like an orange and make me spill over your fingertips.❞ ------------------------ An original collection of poetry and raw confessions about queer sexuality and pain. Please read at your own discrimination.
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Compose
the most aching sonatas inside my body.
Conduct
my breath so that I may only whisper your name at a pianissimo and unravel at your forte.
