Recent Posts

Archive

Tags

Evermore

When fear withholds her venturesome she's felt his poems.. freeing unlaced lines made-up of nerve, and spine Kindred souls, through silver ages echoes.. in a 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔-𝒢𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈 leaf upon his words she's gingerly learned to depend and he knows.. she'd go through it again 

This site was designed with the
.com
website builder. Create your website today.
Start Now