Repartee
Sanaa -
Jan 17
Scent of ristretto and apple butter pour whispers out unto readying eve. Your […]
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Brume
Sanaa -
Jan 15
I wonder often why we wish to bear o’ hours of throe and […]
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Veil me (not)
Sanaa -
Jan 13
Hidden or lost, obscured from view Yet frore of night distills the dew ― […]
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Conviction
Sanaa -
Jan 8
So often heart’s restless as southern wind, won’t you offer solace, soothe with […]
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Vision
Sanaa -
Jan 4
I fear not scorching heat of sun, it’s similar to passion in my […]
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Curl me not
Sanaa -
Jan 3
Curl me not, towards warmth or affection rather comfort me with cold and […]
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