Renaissance, in 1932
love of the infinite
🖋 • chapt─── 🍂
Where starlight intertwines, our love blooms eternally,
a dance of poppies in the tender dawn.
ㅤㅤㅤ { ⠸🎼🪶 ] ... Eternally blooming like
ㅤㅤㅤ poppies in the dawn, love's ughten
ㅤㅤㅤ weaves a tapestry of emotions, never
ㅤㅤㅤ withdrawn. Happy monthsary,
ㅤㅤㅤ @CHAOSLASH
ㅤㅤㅤ eternally in our garden of affection.
᭧ ( . . . ) IV─ The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the wall of lungs as they celebrated another month. The moonlight, a silent witness, lent its glow to their whispered promises and laughter, creating a tapestry of memories that intertwined with the fragrant blooms around them — a dance of whispered promises and laughter under the moon's gentle glow, their love a blooming garden of shared dreams.
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