25 April 2012
The pin-prick stars as bright as his eyes twinkled, snuggled in their dark velvet cushion of sky. The moon was a slick slither of crescent. We gazed at the specular together.
Tonight... • Opuss № I
25 April 2012
The pin-prick stars as bright as his eyes twinkled, snuggled in their dark velvet cushion of sky. The moon was a slick slither of crescent. We gazed at the specular together.
Tonight... • Opuss № I