ivy

This writes an affair as ivy climbing a wall: slow, green, quietly strangling. Haven't you seen an attraction that "shouldn't happen yet grows wild," reaching though you know the risk?

It uses plants for the lushest taboo. Taylor doesn't scold herself, just describes "I know it's borrowed light, yet I stare" daze. You'll feel the most dangerous feelings often look the prettiest.

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