On love

in love's flame

In love’s flame a soul is born, to perceive jack-o’-lantern’s flare...

each love its...

Each love has its sacrifice. I serve you frost- bitten nipples on a bed of...

bullets of fire

Who wants to see his her own death? Who wants to be seen through exposed in...

room of red roses

In passing by, a casual touch, and the subversive force of love displaces...
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