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 →

High Like Dovez In The Sky

Rising from the inner depths of His Dream World, Once again, A pigeon, All white with eyes as black as night! Pierced through His wounded soul with a riveting gaze making Him feel, Alive, As it landed subtly on the outside of His window sill... But, Why? Is all He could ask that Pigeon, All... Continue Reading →

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