
Hustling season
Verdant reminds me of you
Wandering about
How can it possibly be December? Praying you are well. Always.
Love you, Aud

Hustling season
Verdant reminds me of you
Wandering about
How can it possibly be December? Praying you are well. Always.
Love you, Aud
He slowly wakes her,
quiet, and the only one
as love’s color lays upon velvet petals, he hums.
His hands feel her beautiful,
remarkable, softly serene. His murmur, awakening her scent at dawn, leads her blossoming.
Helios, Titan god of her sun, stretches and whispers she is exquisite, mine and for now, done.