• gold_illusionist360 31w

    King's Speech

    She clears my king's speech, looking after my cavity. She's my gravity where she falls on my head to create our theories & practicalities. She's my mineral water, drinking down our matters to breathe out our fire. She's the music, I'm the words & together we're magical in nature. We're pure elements of fire, water, air & earth as we breathe without any despair to perspire. We're the 'Gold Illusionist' to inspire.