I just want to
Believe the things
I wrote about myself
On yellow Post-It notes
Stuck to my mirror

My most poignant memories
Are tattooed under my skin
Ink that runs through my veins
Carried to and from my heart
Some release serotonin to my mind
Others let go tears from my eyes

@letemflow

Two spirits dancing
Who don’t drift apart
When the music stops

@letemflow

A Papaya at her peak,
Amber skin glowing in the moonlight
Both vulnerable and ripe
As nature intended
The strength of her vine
And her sweet-scented flowers
Drew him near
She invited him to taste her soft fruit
As if filling his mouth with words
She needed to hear
And his ego was satisfied by
A mouthful of unforgettable raw flavor

crying over spilled milk is perfectly acceptable