You sound like the softest velvet plum Vinegary As in I crave the tanginess between my lips. If people have a taste you’re red wine Crisp and all-encompassing Paired well with my all my sides.
While my heart isn't the playground where you used to tease and be mean to the girl you liked, let me borrow it as a metaphor. My heart is the chains connecting the swings to the wooden posts; it is the wooden posts themselves, proudly standing like flagpoles and as firm as life itself, taking [...]
To feel things so deeply I wonder if everyone else is blind when they don't see all the magic
The first step from the beach into the ocean always gives me goosebumps. There's always a deep tug in my heart, a longing so primal it could be a childhood memory or a feeling on its own, the need to be by the water. To think of it, imagine the sound of the waves, remember [...]
I screamed "danger, danger", though no one could hear me No one would hear me Because the truths we don't want to hear are just foreign words.
Never again an intangible whisper in the dusk, or on the breeze of night
"Metaphor for the night sky: a trillion asterisks and no explanation." Robert Brault