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she is made of glittering eyes and lithe lines. she commands a fire so bright, it could set the whole country ablaze. she never sat right beside your throne; there was no room for her to pace, no chance for her to roar ― ୨୧
and like a telescope, I will pull you so close until no space lies in between ❤︎ aug 13 2016 ∞
jul 6 2017 + ⸜❤︎⸝ angel-eyed, honeyboy ⸜❤︎⸝
your... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ bambi eyes and the way they ignite out of curiosity like tiny fireflies. your nose, the sheer size of it, and the way it holds your face so strongly whilst other features are softened by the gentle moonlight. the way it curves goofily when you smile truthfully. the scrunch of your nose that makes it look tickled, like you could sneeze at any moment. your lips, the way they pout naturally, and how they always look cherry kissed and petal-like when parted. the plumpness of your bottom lip in contrast to the delicate bow of your t... jun 22 2017 ∞
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