softly over stressed, stretched skin;
no soul will spill,
seep into your skin,
from the grooves of her fingertips.
it's hard for her, not loving you.
pour ma belle.
written in the stars
- juniper
- Venusian. Diamond's child. Birthed on the first morning star. Loves only the one who is on Mars, Topaz's proud&stubborn son, birthed on the twenty-third starset.
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