You nurture my soul the way a plant is nurtured by blue,
You touch my heart and all I see is you.
February 2020
YOU ARE READING
The Aspect Of Oblivion
PoesíaThe planted seeds of my wretched thoughts and emotions have bloomed their way out onto these pages, birthing a catastrophic garden; a virtue of beauty. A collection of emotions and thoughts documented in words, encompassing a voyage through the laby...
