
Orange Lily





Daylight comes and casts that soft glow through my blinds... And there you are... Coming into focus like a picture developing... Perfectly silhouetted... And entirely mine.
Let your fingers fall upon my face and trace your way along my cheekbone...


I am an insect. Captivated by a flicker of light. Undoubtedly drawn in. Without a doubt. And with no remorse.

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