Tag: Totatsu

shadows of waiting readily that stretch into soft recesses and curves of human longing

a day too spacious for belief, colors so vibrant that the real itself feels manufactured

intimate and safe in calmness, nourishing that comes from love that’s shared in purest artistry

as seasons changing so is she now opened up to touch the bracing air and feel her own way

colors interweave with fragrance signaling pleasure: moments fold inward and she falls with them

strong and confident still, in dreams happily on to your destination someplace i can’t see

what are these broken memories and jagged edges? i feel them cutting yet invisible