Harvest of Heritage
I derive from summer and sweet wine, from broken glass and fertile vine I derive from the bluest sea in the world, also, from stardust… Read more
I derive from summer and sweet wine, from broken glass and fertile vine I derive from the bluest sea in the world, also, from stardust… Read more
There are no flowers in the desert, only windswept dunes, they say; fields of burning sand and drought spread out like wildfire. Yet I heard… Read more
Just like amaryllis, she is worth beyond her beauty, determined to endeavor and sweetly flourish. Determined to speak up, to reveal each and every part… Read more
How far have you gone from me? No matter how much distance you place between us, you will always be within me, hidden in a… Read more
I am your tears; the finest and beautiful contained into half-a-dozen pearls of delicate fine splendid beauty
I was completely lost within the night when I found you on the edge of midnight, lost in a world of dreams I secretly kissed… Read more
Blueberry hills, lavender fields, pink skies gliding by. Watercolor sunsets and fleeting rainbows spill over the glass. We boarded the same train; just in separate… Read more
Stopped in time like a photograph, in the back of beyond, a petrified forest stood still, frozen in time, with its petrified trees. Centuries faded… Read more
Can anyone tell me how to breathe? I lost my fullness, empty I feel Can anyone tell me how to make it right? I’d give… Read more