I kinda grew up as an only child. Now, my brother and sisters probably won’t like me saying that, but it’s true. When I was born, my half-brother and...
Lovers smiles, electric feel no one knows what’s behind the wood. Flesh on skin, blood that gurgles moths followed by sabre tooths with nothing to calm. A step towards confidence
Darkness where even silhouettes have no place no sounds except the stars your footsteps keep in time with your heart and your pockets provide some warmth.
Metal attached to metal, colours carved on the face, a joy that only we will know. A proposal on my lips excitement in my heart nerves in my gut and a smile on your face.