Our souls had fallen for one another in a language that over time grew into silence.

Sand being poured as wine bathes soul in awe The hearts feed Dionysus' ballroom hearth

Dear mulberry tree, pass me through to Olympus; and, Europa is dead

The blues of his iris glazed just like the ocean, moonlight spilling and reflecting a strange echo of beauty. The woman's throat contracted, tears momentarily stopping. The man looked angelic,  serene almost.

in this line of listless lovers, bathed in blood from head to toe, your story is my respite.

purified by the gelid creek water, she emerges like Venus, long dark matted hair flattened to her slick skin

forest catharsis nature restless like the turbid heart

Alchemy, Triple Goddess (Goddess, Goddess), and A Flower in Time

i’m sorry for sending you tens of sad videos at 2am but something in the way you kiss me told me that you would get it.

Where can one experience katharsis better than in nature? When the wind is weathering you like a cliff-face, and fills you with its battle-cries?

The sunbeams are etched Directly into my skin, Maybe this is what it is. Sipping on vanilla coke Like it's all Eve ever craved.