Wearing the breath of butterflies in the bellies of a velvet infinity beds the earth in a primordial immensity of glistening stars that shakes the limbs of my darkness width.
Random syllables of sanity from my subterranean barometric life
Wearing the breath of butterflies in the bellies of a velvet infinity beds the earth in a primordial immensity of glistening stars that shakes the limbs of my darkness width.