This was super soulful. Leaving a poem here as a tribute to Apollo Wooing a Child of Apollo 🌻💖🌻 And then when the sun comes up, Again, when it starts to pour I'll take my gossamer pocket square To wipe the salt off your tear stained cheeks. DARLING, MA cerise, Jaan- Yer shekh ma shieraki Anni. I'll be here forever and a day With Coffee and a scone - We'd have the life we know we could. On sunny days, I'll hold your hand Grab a picnic basket, shoot some reels for your Instagram In rain we'll make paper boats out of expired memos and paid-off bills. In storm I'll stick around The sun is rarely ever gone, merely hidden from sight, I'll be your canary when you need a friend OH! But I do hope we could be something more, Kiss the strawberry shortbread off plush lips So help me God.
Thanks! This is one of my favs and the kind of minimalist mystical style I want to go for with future recordings. I’m sure Apollo will send his appreciation for your poem too! 😌
Oh for that day I'll lie awake sudden pain weeping over me intuition insane. How I've cried aloud your name trade you for fortune and fame. Never I scream in vain those wasteless days of shame. Wildly tame no longer exist for to you I'll shake my hips longing for the first kiss I. Know you truly exist no matter the dissonance shallow kids he's been waiting for this until the sun rises in my heart again oh to be with you theycall it sin. Where were they then. Trusting my intuition the rise of my heart's desire longing to be with you this next chapter never settling
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This was super soulful. Leaving a poem here as a tribute to Apollo
Wooing a Child of Apollo 🌻💖🌻
And then when the sun comes up,
Again, when it starts to pour
I'll take my gossamer pocket square
To wipe the salt off your tear stained cheeks.
DARLING, MA cerise, Jaan-
Yer shekh ma shieraki Anni.
I'll be here forever and a day
With Coffee and a scone -
We'd have the life we know we could.
On sunny days, I'll hold your hand
Grab a picnic basket, shoot some reels for your Instagram
In rain we'll make paper boats out of expired memos and paid-off bills.
In storm I'll stick around
The sun is rarely ever gone, merely hidden from sight, I'll be your canary when you need a friend
OH! But I do hope we could be something more,
Kiss the strawberry shortbread off plush lips
So help me God.
Thanks! This is one of my favs and the kind of minimalist mystical style I want to go for with future recordings. I’m sure Apollo will send his appreciation for your poem too! 😌
@@leandroscorieltauvorum it's the kinda melody that lingers long after you've heard it. I can't wait to listen to your upcoming recordings 🎶
Oh for that day I'll lie awake sudden pain weeping over me intuition insane. How I've cried aloud your name trade you for fortune and fame. Never I scream in vain those wasteless days of shame. Wildly tame no longer exist for to you I'll shake my hips longing for the first kiss I. Know you truly exist no matter the dissonance shallow kids he's been waiting for this until the sun rises in my heart again oh to be with you theycall it sin. Where were they then. Trusting my intuition the rise of my heart's desire longing to be with you this next chapter never settling
You made this a beautiful mystical musical experience, delightful.
I could definitely see him playing! Solstice blessings 🌞
Yes, I hope Apollo inspired me with this one! Thanks for listening 🙂
Lovely music!!!!
ΕΥΧΑΡΙΣΤΩ Ω ΦΙΛΗ ΜΟΥ 🙂
🕊️💙
🌐😇🇱🇺🌏🌥🌙☀️💙💚💛💜
The deity of the sun.
I can't quite picture apollo in his chariot riding down to this spot.
I want to ask him if i can drive his chariot.
The sun god.
It is sad to look upon areas that have long given way to time.
I do not know why i would land here.
the background weirdness of whispering winds is ridiculous ruined