In summer solstice,darling, dance;let me be canvas;finger-paint my skin and mess me;in the vibrant huesof dusk; let colors swirl; anointmy chest in bloom;breatheand smudge your signature with dawn;so forever after— […]
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
the woes and dreams of a twenty-something with too many feelings
Now we see through a glass, darkly
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry
About fantastical places and other stuff
Sharing my thoughts, poems, travel & art
