Author: Sanaa

The comfort wasn’t in the slightest bit startling, instead, it posed as a […]
The sky is volatile like his eyes; baring into my brown and rosy […]
The scent of the other is the first to smite; an odor like […]
Nothing is too late, as Longfellow once said,  it is imperative, that one […]
He balances himself precariously,  and sinks soft   knowing emotions are veiled in […]
These last words, were uttered in a lower tone, all in a room […]