life lived on the lengths of sea,
tides and tenderness everywhere,
wind finds a way to the heart,
depths dissolved me somewhere,
eyes are eager for a tide,
a seagull across the sky,
I wonder if it is all true,
over an occult sea so bright,
My poetry is my religion.
where imagination and reality go hand in hand
That Old School and Hopeless Romantic Girl Who Still Believes In Fairytales..!!💟
Thoughts are inexplicable.
A journey of Wandering thoughts
Mental Health Matters
A little something for you.
Pretty much everything has been said before, I just tell it differently or at least I think I do
If you can't do as you wish, do as you can.