#percepts

[artemastra]

Wandering out in this situation again, maybe, I was a shelter in the rain. When the raindrops are not dripping from the skies, I am left alone standing on my own, no goodbyes. Sorry if I was not that slow burn type of love, for I am intense, ranging and scorching brave. Immensely attached to your touch and warmth, craving something more than just your heart. So forgive me, If I cause you to melt like a lit candle wax, Leaving char marks on your soul running through cracks. Wishing you well on all paradox and chaos within us, prioritizing and maintaining your calm is a must.

-astra

[artemastra]

peculiar

It was indeed something that we never knew before,

Something that is too different to distinguish from within.

Can we tell that it is too clear not to see and wonder?

Easy to say it is peculiar to fall in love with someone like you.

[artemastra]

A question popped in my mind.

What are we doing with ourselves?

-astra

[artemastra]

It's already raining hard. I guess the heavens' felt sympathy and wanted to hide my tears.

[artemastra]

In this loneliness. I wanted to scream. I needed to shout. But nothing will fix me better than being in your arms. Wrapped for embrace even suffocating is tolerable.

[artemastra]

I can always tell, that I love physical touch. The hands holding, the fingers' crossing, arms brushing, hugs and kisses. More passionately, it all boil downs to sex. I always thought that being inlove with someone is always giving a piece of yourself.

Something that you can always offer, but the deep connection you seek, is also the one reason that can destroy you.

What if that is all that I am. What if that is the only thing that I can offer? Nothing else, but my body! - astra

[artemastra]

I always wonder if there is a fraction of something in between reality and fantasy. Where all desires are seeked and unrestricted. - astra