sca soft mist rising towards the sky in the early morning light; the delicate dusting of white after a late winter snow fall; the sluggish ebb and flow of an ocean reflecting the black tar of night.
jbclose yr eyes baby yr invisible
jbsaying I love you is so low stakes, always say it when you mean it
jbyr empty shell belongs to someone else now
jba threat nestled softly between a promise and a wish