It matters notthe absenceof context
It doesn’t matterthe missing colours
Your lipsthe gloss
Bed-tossed eyes swallow the morning sun,her pen hiding somewhere between the…
Acknowledge the beautyAcknowledge the beautyThe rain is fallingAcknowledge the beautyThe pain is gallingAcknowledge the beautyThe…
this woman dances.
she hops between steps, shestretches the sky with each breath,
She;
Is a beauty,beyond colours.
It may seem ordinary.Just sitting here;Staring into,your starry eyes.
red, bloodshot eyes,sharp, shining objects,calmness, before the storm,dripping sweats, of…