oh girl
you look like a diffused shade of an enigma in the whispered seduction of the universe , while hum slyly on the thighs of innocence, oh, girl, i love you all the time, dementedly ‧ i look like a diplomatic description of a smile in a poetic outfit, attired with sincere feelings beyond everywhere, beyond the nearest limit, advancing similarities without being involved ‧ so, a diffused shade of an enigma tends to feel just as a diplomatic description of a smile, while both together, sequence after sequence, adhere to what one's declared, and the other smiled for