Everything is glittering. Everything is shining. They don’t touch the ground. It’s paradise. A place? Yes. But somehow diffuse. The mist is cool. Even it is glittering. Everything is lilac. Somehow everything is always lilac. Sensitive and delicate. But yet toxic. Complete harmony surrounds us like a glowing cluster of fireflies.
Let’s celebrate self-love and let’s bathe in opulence a little longer.