From the oceanic unknown land. Great day

domingo, noviembre 07, 2021

 From the oceanic unknown land. Great day. Bella counts the hours. Now (in scrabble), our hands are crossed. Our ocean. Our land. That's where beauty is created for us. When I am in you and I see you inside. Tenderness that is poured. When, I feel your blood beating. Beating in the flow of words. In the beat of your chest. Their muscles run at the speed of light like invisible energy.

Sense, then ex-isto as a hypo/thesis.

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