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 ...
74/F/Kegworth
I have now written so many poems, but intend to write still more. I focus on feelings, memories, conservation, and a sense of desperation as ...
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I decided not to publish personal details, not to bias the readers opinion. Let the words speak for themselves. Most of these are translated from ...