Ini bukan sekadar perjalanan, ini tirthayātrā di atas lokomotif pusaka, kusumayāna berhiaskan arang dan besi, menyulam elegi dalam nyaringnya dentang. Tunggulah, sebab tiap derit roda adalah tembang lama, dan tiap hentak adalah bait rindu pada tanah yang lahirkan para dwijendra.

in, needing him; needing him like breath, like penance. His scent hit me like sin and I buried my face against his chest, mouthing wordless confessions into the fabric, wishing it were skin, wishing it were forever. "Qiuuuuuuuu." And I have became a baby, by one gulp. @DearlyQiu

leaned in just an inch closer, I would’ve worshipped him on the floor, on my knees, drunk on nothing but the thought of him. “ .. what took you so long." It came out as a whimper, roughened by the throatful of want I couldn’t swallow. My hand wandered to his waist, pulling him

antara lelah dan sindiran, barangkali terlalu jelas maksudnya; barangkali memang ingin kubiarkan rasa bersalah itu menyelinap masuk ke dadanya. @DearlyQiu .

yang kamu ulur itu mestinya cukup, sebagai isyarat bahwa malam ini, dan mungkin selamanya, bibirku sudah tidak rela berkatup jujur. "Biarin aku tidur, Qiu. Kamu ini 'kan lebih sanggup untuk diam saja daripada mengindahkan kata-kataku selama ini." Ucapku dengan nada yang samar

Tapi kalau mau temenan boleh hahaha kali aja ada hng.

Maaf tidak WWW dahulu, otsukare semuanya.

For seven days, I have been enveloped in ardent love, softly chanting devotion in pursuit of its meaning. I, He Cheng, have embraced the true love Qiu has bestowed upon me with abiding sincerity.

Terima kasih sudah membimbing kami, Ica.

Terima kasih kerja kerasnya papip.

What udah bubar.

Gas, sayang. @DearlyQiu

Yes.

Qiu kali.

Qiu.

Saya sama He Cheng.

Maaf udah jadi IT boy.

Qiu He Cheng.

Saya sama Qiu kali.

QiuCheng.