A strange deity, brown like the shadow of midnight
With a mixed scent of musk and havana,
Daughter of some bonzo, Manfred Savana,
O ebony witch, child of black nights!
I prefer the elixir of your lips to hashish miracles,
Because the wound of my love heals at your lips,
And as the caravan of my desires marches towards you,
Your eyesight is a cistern where boredom is intoxicated. ani_booster,real_booster. Sweet Lolita attire. graphic illustration, comic art, graphic novel art, vibrant, highly detailed,rebela
