Personal Message
the metronome of his heart is a gentle ripple evoking the serenity encasing his physique and the delicacy within which slender fingers embrace the fragility portrayed by the flowers. hoseok adores it, adores the dulcet exuberance coating his heart and instilling his body with warmth so particularly lyrical in its mastery. icterine petals conflate with jasper ornaments, the young man industriously commences the symphony of utter ethereal beauty, harmony of colours, smell and feelings that pulchritude prompts. his orbs are illuminated by the scintilla gamboling across the dark galaxy, eliciting passion's incandescence residing in the love hoseok carries for flowers. they're just like humans — though he connects with them better, demure personality shielding him from bonds beyond a charming smile offered to a customer.
taken 16/01/17
ooc : detailed 1st, literacy appreciated, long paragraphs, too. may or may not end up mirroring the length of received posts. i'm a slow rper.