Ma la tua pelle di velluto io la ricordo ancora come se fosse ancora qui come se fosse ancora ieri

vanilla scented poetry

Poesia nata in una notte d'inverno,sotto stelle luminose,rese ancora più brillanti da un vento pungente che rendeva l'aria cristallina e tersa.

Ciò che ho sentito fino ad ora è qui in questo libro, dove vi sono più parti di me che nel mio corpo.

Questa è una raccolta di poesie scritte di notte, pensate per gente notturna. Buona lettura🌚 Ps: consiglio la lettura in bianco su nero

Was it her fault if she had dark skin? #freeyourbody #ThePeopleOfSociety #35 in Short Story #2 in #spreadlove #1 in #stopracism • Book One of the 'Camouflage' Series. • This story lays emphasis on bullying, racism and domestic violence. cover by @soundthealarm [THE CAST HAS TO BE MODIFIED. DON'T PAY ATTENTION TO IT.]

THE SECRET OF MOONACRE [Stories of Maria and Robin] Disappearances and distractions allow Maria Merryweather to escape from the abominable de Noir castle. But lost in the forest, she soon falls once again into the hands of Robin de Noir. "If you give yourself up now, I promise I won't punish you... too severely." Stories of Maria & Robin│The Secret of Moonacre [Cover designed by myself│Cover graphic licenced under CC BY 4.0]

Tonight, when you're in bed alone, don't fret, and don't be sad. You're not as alone as you think you are.

❝I spend my nights writing irrelevant nothings like this until I see the day's sunrise.❞

What if you could do a moment in your life over again? My sample submission for the #13ReasonsWhyContest