While I was watching your dream with love, the birds of inspiration left a fire from the sky to my heart from the memories and I remained like that.💖

this apocalypse is the fire of the lover, in the invisible fires, my soul had to face every death that had a resurrection, wow,💖

I feed the fire inspiration birds, one day I will burn the heart I love and make it angelic.this divine fire dear god bless us like this,💖

That lover, who blessed our souls with the fire of love, would purify it like this, oh dear,It was a new resurrection, the opposite of every death, my dear.✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝