an artist, she wove galaxies into her skin cells and cocooned fallen meteors within the left ventricle of her hopeless heart.
he craved her - an instinctual attitude; a disfigured creation intended to be love. her radiance encapsulated him and pervaded his veins with lust.
and when her despondent smile clogged his arteries with euphoria, an insatiable hunger was awoken within him.
[beautiful cover by eluetheromania.]
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passion
Poetry❝but he needed her. like the crackling stars demanded their wretched sky.❞
