my desire for you is like a dead language
it aches that you can't understand it
and I can't speak it.

- A Secret

candles light up her room
it smells like herbs
and flowers

fall is her favorite season
she enjoys the rain
while dancing trough the woods
barefooted

she's one with nature and the sun
but in love with the moon

You taste like the sun on a cool morning, warm and divine
but we know we can’t cross that line
because you’re not mine
sweet, madeline

Why is it called a “good bye” anyway?
There’s nothing good about it.
      - I miss you

I want so badly, for you to chase me down this rabbit hole
don’t you like adventure?
I know, together, we’re as mad as the hatter
in this upside down world we’d be
simply, delicious and whimsical chaos
but, unfortunately, you’re not Alice
and you’re not taking what I have to offer