He has been occupied with his new-found occupation and his single-serving co-enzymes. Yet he still only sparks for his courageous lady tiger. When was the last time she and him finished a film from prologue to epilogue, neither can recall. But their everlasting stare has seemingly caught up against their evil arguments. Quite a good thing, apparently.
She misses his blinding, flashing strobes. She misses giving him lust via the corner his 200mm lense. In spite of their inevitable hiatus, their romance is still a blitz. A few hours from now they will hold hands again, osculate again. Petty fights will have no room for sharing for it'll be their sixty-eighth moon together.
Meanwhile, tonight, a familiar tune will ring in her head. "We must never be apart."
And, yes, apart, they will never be.
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Sixty-Eighth
He has been occupied with his new-found occupation and his single-serving co-enzymes. Yet he still only sparks for his courageous lady tiger. When was the last time she and him finished a film from prologue to epilogue, neither can recall. But their everlasting stare has seemingly caught up against their evil arguments. Quite a good thing, apparently.
She misses his blinding, flashing strobes. She misses giving him lust via the corner his 200mm lense. In spite of their inevitable hiatus, their romance is still a blitz. A few hours from now they will hold hands again, osculate again. Petty fights will have no room for sharing for it'll be their sixty-eighth moon together.
Meanwhile, tonight, a familiar tune will ring in her head. "We must never be apart."
And, yes, apart, they will never be.
She misses his blinding, flashing strobes. She misses giving him lust via the corner his 200mm lense. In spite of their inevitable hiatus, their romance is still a blitz. A few hours from now they will hold hands again, osculate again. Petty fights will have no room for sharing for it'll be their sixty-eighth moon together.
Meanwhile, tonight, a familiar tune will ring in her head. "We must never be apart."
And, yes, apart, they will never be.
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Born in the mid-80s, Erin Herøin is a marveller of non-sequitur writing, cinematic films, & analogue photography.
Before, she used to be an aspiring physician; now, she is a newbie bassist who has 5.50/5.00 eyes & black tattoos on her right arm.
She's the former chief editor of Lomography's international magazine, the founder of Whilst We Wait, & the author of Paranoirexia.
Today, she curates and directs Parallel Planets, an online publication on creatives worldwide.
She dwells in the Eastern border of Manila with her pet pussies.
Before, she used to be an aspiring physician; now, she is a newbie bassist who has 5.50/5.00 eyes & black tattoos on her right arm.
She's the former chief editor of Lomography's international magazine, the founder of Whilst We Wait, & the author of Paranoirexia.
Today, she curates and directs Parallel Planets, an online publication on creatives worldwide.
She dwells in the Eastern border of Manila with her pet pussies.
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