torch // flame

aesthetic of his dream, —
I am

the epicenter of longings, —
our unconsciously love

each tremor, each shiver, —
sweet debauchery of our being

the moon, the sun, — we are, — 
a day, a night, — damnation

torch // flame, —
what a curse……

πŸ˜‰

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs