‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌‌‌𝒦𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗍𝗄𝖺

I mean

زمان میگذره هی بیشتر بهم ثابت میشه چرا حتی کلمه‌ی مرد هم حالمو بهم میزنه

And If my gaze is an altar then yours is the prayer that gives it meaning. If I am the mystery written in the book of existence..then you are the one who reads every hidden page without asking me to hide a single one

You look at me as though I were the secret of creation while I look at you and wonder how the universe ever managed to create someone capable of seeing me this way.

Never

She never fails making me feel better

I am like one who believes in no god, no faith in the heavens, nor in the earth, neither in temple nor in scripture. Yet I worship every limb of her being; every strand of her hair, every breath, every silence of hers is a ritual for me, performed in the most secluded corner of my soul. My faith lies not in the sky, but in her eyes, and my worship is not in prayer, but in beholding her

Her gaze is like a fairy that beheads with the blade of her look, yet not with violence, but with a tenderness so absolute that death in her embrace becomes life renewed. And I, before this splendor, am not a helpless victim, but a kneeling lover who himself stretches forth his neck to offer his blood and soul, drop by drop, upon the altar of her gaze

I gaze upon her, and in her eyes I see the entire secret of the creation of the universe; as though the Lord of existence has opened the mysterious book of genesis within those two dark and luminous windows. Every glance of hers is a line from the unwritten holy scripture of being, and I, a negligible particle before this grandeur, summarize all the cosmos in the pupils of her eyes

چنلای مورد علاقم لیمیت ندارن

همیشه

https://t.me/YourManBtw/25268 من خیلی دیر رسیدم میشه منم فور بزنم؟ اگر نه که اوکیه درک میکنم

Okay done

Ofc

Могу я тоже переслать это в свой канал?

‌ ‌ ‌` ℱ𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝓗𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝓓𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅 ‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌. . . ‌ ‌𝓓𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝓑𝖾 𝓢𝗉𝖺𝗆