I cannot decide Which vexes me more: your gaze Or its withdrawal.
Upon her fingers, Her G string dangles, thirst so Savage must I slake
Tittering bird, my Love rises anew with you, My dewy blossom.
Root: My root is connected to safety, to the feeling of well being. I feel my power rise when I seal it, and increase my
Astrüm-wurld Sabena knew she wasn’t alone the moment they arrived. They were in her dreams again. The two horned gods. She didn’t know if they
“Ouroburos. The snake that devours itself, the rings around the world. Saturn is like that, because he devours his own children. You’re like that, you’re