Sun at its Zenith

This is my lazy tone tip-toed through hardy pampas grass in Kentucky with wine and revelry kicked up to a mountain high laughs, full of sunflower seeds the bright of eyes starting to fall bracing for the future chills rainbows under clouds Praying for resilience Hoping L-o-v-e bears fruit Cause you deserve it! Similar to …

Gold ( A Poem)

My original poem I felt like sharing. Freely spread from my legs to my chest Evenly spread, guided carefully by hands crafted like Dali Lukewarm liquid mixed with charm Kissed by lips and fallen stars A native in its element of power Lying flakes hidden under rock ores discoveed after long storms Eyes wet from …