Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
emerging glow/ piercing darkness/ beyond your sky.
Thank you Jyoti x
is gasping Aquarius
is a slow blues
a billow mythology
is dreaming calculus
madness and the arc
of salvation in curds
push the rain
we are harking amplifications
of quiet divines
we are wandering souls
we are sounds wanting
dead eye posters
gold for flesh
silver for words
water, water everywhere
as if ghosts
were supposed to haunt
time calls seeds
Thank you dear Edward. It’s such a joy, to read your poetry here x
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