
His smoke hovers close to his hands today, as if constrained by his centripetal gravity, Bogie holding tightly to himself, knowing that if he relaxed beneath her growing smile he would scatter instantly into a thousand planets.⠀
His smoke hovers close to his hands today, as if constrained by his centripetal gravity, Bogie holding tightly to himself, knowing that if he relaxed beneath her growing smile he would scatter instantly into a thousand planets.⠀