as if language wasn’t invented by someone

I’m on my toes wondering what you’ll come up with next needlessly praying up and down your ingeniousness doesn’t ever end. I know I’ll get my wish. Your aesthetic is bellicose yet vellichor, where ancients barter; this confuses everyone on a cellular level. Everyone except me.

Between us one kiss could last a series of lifetimes we’ve already lived. Let me put down the genie’s bottle; we don’t need him.

These dusky nights come with the rain attached & daytime wouldn’t need a sun if you were dispatched. By and for you my world is aglow. The best and brightest thing about this bond is I don’t need a response to know.