𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔶 𝔡𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔪𝔢 ... i am a stream of ivory in the night . crowned in lavender the aroma which chases me down marble corridors . familiar and strange all at once . then there is they who shadows me with fervor unyielding . they have the bearing of a rare blue rose . nature defied but the world ripples around them , swirling and bending , if only to accommodate their kindly face . near they loom but still they falter a moment later . caught in the sway of a memory only to return to the human frame that could hardly contain them . in a open display of hesitance they converge in the garden . the song of falling water from a fountain beckoning me forth like a witch’s enchantment . ❛ you haunt me as a phantom does his most dear … if you wish to ask something of me then do so or leave me to this spell of wakeful dreaming . ❜
the pale softness of me has no age yet i am touched by youth , as i appear now . i will my expression to reflect my unease but forever it remains vacant . I HAVE FORGOTTEN VEHEMENCE . WAS IT EVER REALLY MINE TO POSSESS ? i am not myself . i have left her behind and her me . ❛ but if you stay do you feel feel as i do ? that this body is not your own , this skin does not fit . ❜
⥽ 𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔶 ⥼ / @etrnty ( plotted )
