When it’s quiet and
your senses awake...

There’s an entire universe inside of you,
it’s too big that you get lost sometimes...

In her whimsical mind,
fantasy meets reality...

and I thought to myself....
is there a place for ones story...

the sun was caught
on a tree branch...

blood is crystalizing within your veins,
as if it’s mastering the art of sculpting...

Flat surface, new faces, and unknown whereabouts...
A mind hovering over nothingness...

You break it all up
in smaller...

you alter
the moon...

Your fractured soul limping
you know the healing would...

you took a sample
of our memories...

Catered emotions
cascade...