Pack life into a few lines with me.
Things to do
seeping out of my sulci
onto my face, my back
Like water coming out
of the mountain rock
Meanwhile my tea
is getting cold
I cyanometer and say
Sorry, Paris, not today
I'm already in love
till Monday
Years I thought
I didn't want this body
the weight of a shell
dragging it back & fro
How happy I am now
within it
Oh how it moves
and feels & feeds
my soul
Berries of life
explosion of senses
Mor
e... yes...
Feasting on mountain colours
zipping past the clouds
Miles hand cutting past digits
like the smooth timbre
coming from the speakers
Kids chilling in the back
This is a happy place
Disregard me screaming in the isles
the night before
Wider
more. Bigger
Expansive. Keep
going. Move all
boundaries out
I'll witness you
"The best compliment I can give someone is that living with them is as good as living alone."
С праздником всех нас, самых обаятельных, любящих красавиц и умниц! С 8 марта!
Anything is possible
just don't forget your
Rose Buds