Love is a bite

This is like a pregnant egg, which will always come out of shell. I always feel that people who say this are especially miserable. People who listen to this are especially helpless. When I say this, I overlap with you. Language, Mind, and even body. At that time, we wiped the sweetness all over our bodies. This makes our body and soul stick together and cannot be separated. I can’t subvert the human brain’s beautiful attempt for love in any way. Today’s day makes love thin like a cicada. People seem to meet a mosquito. Those light love flies gently. Fall on the sweetest part. Sucking. Or brag. The distant fate is buzzing. I was caught off guard in your delicate and beautiful sleeping position. For today’s love, I devoted myself to the beauty of yesterday’s dream flowing Drunk Love. People seemed to meet a tender mosquito. Exquisite and petite mosquitoes appear in this itchy season. With no intention of returning, open your wings and embrace some huge and ignorant bodies. In the dark silence of the night. It cannot be rejected, and it cannot be discussed. In the places where people desire most, people often make those itch without any respect. Ignore the acid and hemp after being stung. This makes mosquitoes extremely superficial in their inner love. After the bite, there will always be the pimple that can’t be removed, and it is difficult to suppress the redness and swelling in the blurred touch. In fact, if the mosquito bites deeply enough, it will stimulate the bone marrow of love and unforgettable. Only that bite will last a lifetime, love will overlap in the meeting and will never be staggered. Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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