Jun 2015
There is magic in the woods that flows
into the stream of our veins
A supernatural feeling akin to the land of fae
Mystique and awe, like aloe, soothe our pains
And although our time is fleeting,
the memories forever stay
into the stream of our veins
A supernatural feeling akin to the land of fae
Mystique and awe, like aloe, soothe our pains
And although our time is fleeting,
the memories forever stay
The Untitleds is collection of poems my friend wrote for me about our favorite place that I felt needed to be documented.
