my head and my heart interact like clouds and the sky how the clouds take so many shapes and forms and colors. they build up tears until the day they are released into the unknown giving a freedom and a sense of relief. they become ivory castles on the clearest of days thanks to the brilliance … Continue reading the clouds, the sky, the sun.
you are the sunset painted so beautifully in the sky you are the resolution of a dissonant chord you are the scent of the ocean wrapped into a being you are the tempo that my heart keeps time to you are the comfort after a period of nightmares and even now, you are the metaphor … Continue reading you.
And so, the silence hung in the air, not like a humid, evening fog but more so a snowflake swooping through the air before it makes its tender embrace with the earth. No words needed to be said because everything to be conveyed was recognized in between the lines of nonverbal cues: the interlocked gaze … Continue reading the delicate prayer.
once there was a tree with the most magnificent of roots; the most elegant of branches; the most abundant of fruits. but then the weather accumulated and knocked the tree down- the branches became broken with fruit scattered on the ground. the tree tried to regain the strength it once had, but the weeds were … Continue reading the tree.
please don't take my heart. don't take it like all of the others and mold it into something foreign; walk all over it like it's your dominion; break it into pieces that will never fit quite the same again. please, instead, take my hand. take my hand and show me the delights adventure can bestow; … Continue reading taken.
And so they searched. They searched high and low for their newly enthroned king that had vanished like a morning fog; quickly and all at once. Though the fog was lifted the clarity they had was miniscule. The other kings remained pursuing justice, control, and valor, yet the king, their king, pursued goodness and was … Continue reading search.
Insecurity is a binding entanglement around the positivity this world has to offer. I no longer want to be bound by insecurity or opposing opinion or the general fear of what others may think. I loathed, and sometimes presently loathe, my emotions and my lack of capability to express them. Quite a frustrating situation. But … Continue reading you are lovely.