Chatting 120

Athenic: ​if its with light it could denser and if given a thick spot to gather it would be at the top of our 3rd firmament.

Athenic: ​if light was as gentle as her breast we would all be swept away into the galaxy.

Athenic:​ and if light held me the way she still does then heaven would burst open and collapse within shaking every branch and fruit.

Athenic: ​all night dance and in the morning the sun clothes us.