nedjelja, 30.10.2016.
A weak one.
Nights are my weakness.
Maybe that's why I'm so frail seeing stars in someone's eyes. Maybe stars in my bones are to desirous, or maybe darkness in my veins is, I really don't know. It's just... I'm fragile. Now. In this very moment. Shivering snowflake in the storm of life. Just at nights. Just below the moon, below the starlight infinity.
Breach me. You'll never have better chance, neither better time. 'cause I'm weak, I'm brittle, I'm unreal - now, at this very moment, under the indescribable eternity shining through your eyes.
Permeate me. Fulfill me. Imbibe me up to the top.
Nights are my weakness.
Nights...
... and you.
