Scribam et ego Mundo
Time moves slower here. But you moved way faster than the slow can touch. The flowers straining their backs to expose their bellies to the sky, The arch of my back colliding into my spine. The lucid dream falling into my sleep A sleep where […]
And there I was, baring it all with every inch of my naked skin exposed to your eyes. My flushed red cheeks had spoken in the absence of the words I had failed to spill. Crossing my arms in front of my body like a […]