Oh, but you see, I said to society, I don’t want to come down, to you, to there. I like it here, up in the atmosphere, where dreams don’t fray, miracles are made, where the gentle light leads, and never fades…
1 month ago
I’m going home, going to make some savings, so to acquire some land; sculpt and assemble a little house in the thicket, in the trees, for me and my heart of dreams. And there I’ll be, between the timber, and wood, thick with mystic, magic…
1 month ago
My heart ballooned, at the splinter of a shadow, phantom of a silhouette that I thought was yours, before the coming of the illusion materialized, melted back into the crux of my dreams.
3 months ago
Eventide evanesce, sun sinking into the sea, swimming underneath the constellation, stars in the sky, and stars in your eyes.
Photographer: Unkown; Source: Ffffound
3 months ago
Undertow of reminisce, of dollhouses, of pink bows, of scuffed sandals; being unsuspecting, wide-eyed, unworldly.
Photographer: Unknown; Found at: Lovely
3 months ago
The milky cocoons of my eyelids slump, needle-like slip of vision; papa preaches, society brands me, as a slacker. I’m not intrigued by careers, by climbing cooperate ladders. I wilt even at the proposal of a honest to God job, at the bare notion of my soul withering away in the stale air of an office cubicle. Society scoffs. My mother, my father, are unsettled, interrupted by my resolve to live and die a free spirit. I pray not to succumb to the murky undertow of pompous superficiality. I draft dreams, wish on stars, and whisper to the heavenly hosts, vowing not to misspend this offering of life, vowing to saturate myself in shafts of sunlight, and all that nurtures the soul. I’ll travel, I’ll surf, I’ll write, I’ll give, I’ll laugh until I’m seized with breathlessness, and when I die, I’ll say, my, how content I am with life.
3 months ago
Summer: bike rides, best friends; grass prints, game boards; bare skin, sun kisses; love craze, endless days.
4 months ago
