there's the love of the warm and soft rays of the fiery star, the sun. the patience that comes with it, the warmth and summery balm this love creates in your heart, reaching the very depths of your soul. this love keeps you calm and at peace. once you let it go or even accept it too late, the balm becomes rough and cracks, crisscrossing like spiderwebs across your heart.
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venus springs
Poetrypieces of my scattered, unfiltered thoughts mostly written during the darkest parts of the night. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #104 in poetry #25 in poetic
