Your Aura Doesn’t Bore

When I think of her,I think of doves flying freely while painting its own aurora borealis in the sky.I think of an Amazonian Princess who trots down her forest,Flushed underneath sparkling rain drops forming a wet silhouette of light on our soil.I think of many things.But,What I care for the most is that you're in... Continue Reading →

Eternal Dreamz

When I think of her, I think of doves flying freely while painting its own aurora borealis in the sky. I think of an Amazonian Princess who trots down her forest, Flushed underneath sparkling rain drops forming a wet silhouette of light on our soil. I think of many things. But, What I care for... Continue Reading →

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