Daughter’s arrow beneath blushing utopia, come from gentle whispers—sound clear and stand when soft-spoken amore beam only to see love’s jolliest desire. The chest bloomed the kisses after silent ache, shook with destiny and find something to achieve.
Oh! Cupid! Noticed its permanence slowly… Until the mission arrives and the Daughter epitome shown—to arouse love and sorrow from others on its trembling hands, let two souls entwined together. Thousands of the brushed fetters and through thousands of stories when two eyes met—in her psalms, the florist’s glance, the poet’s dream, the girl’s infinite hope and fear, they seemed to stuck forever in cleaves.
Asking… Looking… * 。 * * ・
💌 THE DAUGHTER OF CUPID,
ILLIT’S SAKAI MOKA! ♥ུ⃛ ˖ 𓋜
For we keep searching, but never found the gaze we constantly dream of. Here, where the emptiness meets love under the lilac’s shade. Therefore, shall we bound together?