“..yet yours is the most delicate under my fingers?”
“All these smells remind me of you.”
“I can always tell when the days are getting colder because my skin becomes rough to the touch.”
New year, new you…right? I am not the same person I was last year I am not sleeping in the … More
“I. existing in or caused by nature..”
“Isn’t funny how everything is dying, but I feel so alive.”
“we laid under the stars at town lake, on top of the ice cold picnic table we gazed through the night sky, telling each other this kind of stuff never happens, but it’s happening now.
Let us take these days one at a time and learn from them and grow into better humans.
Poems that make me embrace myself.
November, my favorite month of the whole year. Would it be too much if I said it was the definition of beauty?