excitement symptom, due to wet wildish passion, the cat mews to play

the hands of your thoughts took the hands of my thoughts looking for companionship 𓇼 the exuberant light of your eyes got entwined natural in the untamed light of my eyes 𓇼 the champaigns, valleys, and mountains of my body are uttering unuttered poems 𓇼 happiness knows to exert in our lust and longing, the vocal cords' instinct of our most sacred gift, — 𓇼 (life…)

If there's a question, what's the answer in the atmosphere of your soul? 𓇼 Are you fascinated, by your subconscious about what you read and listen to? 𓇼 Does the distance between us create one of the most beautiful interactions? 𓇼 And having a cynical obsession with faith, all that happens makes our cravings survive because of me, thanks to you, or because of you, thanks to me... 𓇼 ...love [؟?]