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 ...