ah love. tis grand. tis the greatest of all feelings, sweet and delightful, a swish of a heart, a silky splendour for soft emotions. crimson skies as background to a flitty, giddy, potent dream. smooth sweetness sifting about smiles, blushes, a swollen mouth.
love. why does it highlight everything? why does it style everything into a happy, buttercup kind of mindscape, too lovely to even breathe within.