endless desires
his pictures have the tempo of the songs,
because, he said, [that’s what love's about]
πΌ
look for 'em, his visions said, there is a light,
even when every side seems black as night
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a color felt your spirit, flamboyant, he said,
why do you think my camera's addicted to...
πΌ
you are the spicy smile to my melancholy,
at my question, you're the answer I avoid it