What's goin' on 恋? Your essence is equal to the beauty of a galaxy. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? I desire to see life through your hallucinations so that they massage my viscera into an eternal state of turgid flux. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. So charmingly silky, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsickle. The expanse of your beauty is a void no universe could ever fill.
Hello 恋, I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. How it passes there and back again like a tear drop glistening in moonlight. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. Polished rock candy comes ever to mind when thinking of you. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm.
Hey 恋, Your essence is equal to the beauty of a galaxy. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles.
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What's goin' on 恋? Your essence is equal to the beauty of a galaxy. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? I desire to see life through your hallucinations so that they massage my viscera into an eternal state of turgid flux. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. So charmingly silky, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsickle. The expanse of your beauty is a void no universe could ever fill.
Hello 恋, I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. How it passes there and back again like a tear drop glistening in moonlight. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. Polished rock candy comes ever to mind when thinking of you. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm.
Nice to meet you :)
Hey 恋, Your essence is equal to the beauty of a galaxy. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles.