𝚂𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛,
𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍.
𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜
𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛,
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜.
𝚂𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜,
𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍
𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍.
𝚂𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚖,
𝙲𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 🥀🌸
Ethereal Aesthetic Art 