pleasures

bohemianhomes:  Penabranca First Full Moon Art Print

I look down, the grey spectres are fading. Wind crashes against me up here and grabs my hand with familiar fingers that pull and pull hard in all directions. The entirety of the world below, thousand grains and shadows. Bow for me as I reach my arms to the sky and eat of the stars like fruit. Can you see, the stains on my neck are are fading too? When I scream the world will know it. I give in again and again.

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