"i walked into the room dripping in
gold. a wave of heads did turn,
or so i've been told"
gold. a wave of heads did turn,
or so i've been told"
EROS
Po bumps his shoulder against Eros’; it’s a simple gesture, but to Eros it means more than Po can imagine. It reminds Eros of their friendship, and it’s reassuring, to know that while he may feel alone, he has people like Po—ready with gentle smiles and kind words to comfort him. And now, he will have a new Dawn family, as well: the Court.
When Po starts toward his flower garden, Eros doesn’t feel the same worry gripping at his throat. Po is a friend, he assures himself. So when his friend asks, with a smile, what this is all about, Eros sighs in relief.“The flowers you helped me pick last year wilted. I thought I would plant new ones to make a new bouquet.” Maybe I can share them with more than just Aion, he thinks.
@ipomoea after one year
When Po starts toward his flower garden, Eros doesn’t feel the same worry gripping at his throat. Po is a friend, he assures himself. So when his friend asks, with a smile, what this is all about, Eros sighs in relief.
@ipomoea after one year
