This one felt like my kind of place — all heat and secrets you can't see through. Even I don't mind sweating for a view that pretty.
Rose-colored walls and centuries of silence. Even I had to stop and listen.
The city glows for me tonight, but I’m watching you. Fairy lights do all the talking.
The aurora begged to be seen. I obliged.
Handstand practice. The mirrors only see what I let them.
The skyline glittered just for me. It did a decent job.
Fur, fire, and a secret I'll never tell. Perfect evening.
The blossoms bow. I keep walking.
The sunset stayed for me. The harbor knows better than to leave early.
The sunlit market suits me. Let them wonder what I’m taking home.
The leaves fall for me, but I keep walking. That’s the way it works.
Fresh out of the steam. The mirror fogged up just from me looking at it.