Warm darkness,
Shadowed on
My honey skin,
Hooded
Grey arrows
In the dark halo
Of my chocolate
Mane.
Bronze cheekbones
And black brows
Like thorns on the
Rosy of
My lip’s
edges.
Warm darkness,
Shadowed on
My honey skin,
Hooded
Grey arrows
In the dark halo
Of my chocolate
Mane.
Bronze cheekbones
And black brows
Like thorns on the
Rosy of
My lip’s
edges.
Golden tousled hair
Like grain;
Reminds me
Of a god;
That is why you are
Charming,
But not quite
Trustable
I am Rush.
Nothing is worth my
‘No time.’
So hurry now to
Catch my
Running storyline.
The girl observes from afar, unsure of his intention,
thinking his distance is a sign of rejection.
In the shadow of his eyes, she sought a spark,
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