the only thing i've been dreaming of these days is a
secret planetarium rooms filled with
paintings inspired by
roman people and gods,
herbology instruments,
airplants and nebula and carnivorous bog plants,
glimmering painted planets on the
astrology-filled ceiling,
such warmth from the
planetarium room and
my favorite organism next to my flesh-wrapped body
YOU ARE READING
01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words
