eyes have always been the window to the soul, the weakness for lost lovers, wherein the moon's light, the remnants of their lustful kisses were exchanged.
the scent of heaven a sight to my eyes - so lovely, magnificent, just like petrichor. a bleak mountains escape, twisting into a nostalgic thriller.
my love, hand me your heartstrings, the cosmos in which the moon's lights embrace the shadows and the spark of love flaming away your heart.
provide me with happiness - it's all i really seek.
note; i hope the friend who inspired this is doing okay. online friendships are hard :/
