In the Mood For Love
like a spanish fly
estranged
în melancholy
and silence
my soul
cranches everything
and all,
lives in a golden-green cantharidin world
with its (specific) strange
smell
(but I guess it's better to feel something than nothing)
Copyright © Maria Mitea | Year Posted 2022
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