
Every kiss leaves ash
There is something dangerous about the way you kiss me— not violence, not […]
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There is something dangerous about the way you kiss me— not violence, not […]

At midnight, I hear the moon calling from the edge of the roof. […]

His carelessness tastes like forbidden fruit— sweet enough to make restraint seem childish. […]

I am the creature who smells your darkest thoughts. That is how I […]

At the hour when daylight loosens its grip and the sky bruises itself […]

The summer had burned the landscape into a kind of silence. Every blade […]