Out of a bundle of firsts, the elementary, comes...
of love. And everyone, the self proclaimed...
I.
Sometimes I adopt the coziness of cafes and lean...
As I lightly stroke "Liquid Raven"
across my eager nails...
Not a poem. Just something I needed to write and...
No need to comment or rate or read, actually...
Always searching for a
Better way to express my...
Midnight's in bloom for the first time,
but it's wilting, and I'm...
If we were to sleep
with no ceiling...
She says she's going to be a tree
with birds...
I remember this one time,
when I was thinking so deep...
Be it childish scribbling
Crafted, stylized or mere black ink...
Place me,
a stone nymph...
We venture 'yond the badlands
Seeping hooves in somber sands...