Awaited
Awaited
A transient presence
that grants me vast happiness
visits this winter.
Because love is...
Because love is...
Your skin is the canvas and you eyes are the stars
in this milky night where the moonlight reflects your smile
with frozen breath and pencils at hand here I lie
beholding your bare figure and every single golden hair strand.
Because love is inhibition.
My brush and the ink become one
resembling the love act we perform without any illumination but the fireflies glow
moans and cries fusing with the cicadas call, composing a novel nocturnal chant
likewise, the brush dexterously scraps away the delicate canvas, in a rough yet tender manner.
Because love is delight.
This art session is reaching its end
similar to our existences which so
Crimson lipstick
Crimson lipstick
With crimson lipstick
the wise Sun kisses the leaves
these reach the azure.
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Because love is...
Because love is...
Your skin is the canvas and you eyes are the stars
in this milky night where the moonlight reflects your smile
with frozen breath and pencils at hand here I lie
beholding your bare figure and every single golden hair strand.
Because love is inhibition.
My brush and the ink become one
resembling the love act we perform without any illumination but the fireflies glow
moans and cries fusing with the cicadas call, composing a novel nocturnal chant
likewise, the brush dexterously scraps away the delicate canvas, in a rough yet tender manner.
Because love is delight.
This art session is reaching its end
similar to our existences which so
Spotlight
Because love is...
Because love is...
Your skin is the canvas and you eyes are the stars
in this milky night where the moonlight reflects your smile
with frozen breath and pencils at hand here I lie
beholding your bare figure and every single golden hair strand.
Because love is inhibition.
My brush and the ink become one
resembling the love act we perform without any illumination but the fireflies glow
moans and cries fusing with the cicadas call, composing a novel nocturnal chant
likewise, the brush dexterously scraps away the delicate canvas, in a rough yet tender manner.
Because love is delight.
This art session is reaching its end
similar to our existences which so
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To The Moon
To The Moon
Well, I don't how to describe how I feel in this moment, but I guess I'm doing good. Asides the Heat which the Spring brings that pisses me off easily I have been very calmly.
However, I've been doing some changes in my life. Erasing people from my mind and starting to feel comfortable with my own self. So I'm affraid that due to these circusmtances I might have the necessity of not using DeviantArt for a while. School is being kinda hard this semester also I must deal with some IRL issuess before I finish this year. That and the fact that I found a new passion in my life.
I'm getting rusty in my GFX, if you want to take a look at the last
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Naada 
No, para nada, ¿de dónde sacaste esa conjetura?
you bitch
