Between Midnight and 3am
Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in …
29/M
A curious soul, reflecting on life and experiences. I like poetry as an expression of thoughts - what's said, what's unsaid, the idea behind each …
The deepest parts of me
I figured this would be a safe way to express my thoughts and feelings without having to justify it to those around me. I have …