Inseparable, the wind greets plumeria and skin just the same its currents piercing through with a roughness that cannot be explained no don’t touch me, I ache not for smudges nor tastes that linger on your hands are incompatible with the fire within. There is a sanguine wonder as lavender… Read more“The Fire Within”
Day: March 26, 2019
The Other Side Of Twilight
Sun-kissed, though brittle and dried I wonder what stripped them of tangerine hue softly the evening takes my name and sighs as a thousand epiphanies run through my mind the world’s substituted “trolling with lust,” perhaps sunflowers had a hard time resisting temptation too. Photo credits: Pixabay.com Posted for… Read more“The Other Side Of Twilight”