Twin flames that burnso brightthe mirror that doesn’t seeitselffor what is seen…
If IThoughtabout It
On the inside of entrapment,gone from existence, crushing loss in the wilderness.
Our brains accept one premise from their birth:That what we see is real and solid earth,The…
I walk througha shower of lightand feel the sparksof your love ignitemy flesh with joy.Do you…
as understood by a migraineur
Morning light is always gentle,Filled with promises of days,Sweetly sung by shyest birds…