ichor bleeding down the sky the tragedies of god's burning bright jupiter bleeds © aphrodeiities 2019

THOSE WHO ARE MORTAL BURN BRIGHTER © 2017 by lee

you ask me if i remember what home smelled like.

tell me the things your heart beats for -- loud mouths and quiet hearts you can hear their words tearing them apart -- August 10, 2016 #273 in poetry August 21, 2016 #102 in poetry October, 2016 #76 in poetry formerly: Air Head, cheap words|young sighs

drown in ichor.

❝but he needed her. like the crackling stars demanded their wretched sky.❞

sometimes we fall in love with the wrong people. and we stay with them, because we think that our love is enough to mold them into the person we want them to be. it never is. and the inadequacy of your love will hurt you. you will wonder why you are not enough for the one person who is more than enough for you. ~~an older book of poetry~~ february 27th 2018- september 5th, 2018 special thanks to @avadel for the gorgeous cover hr: #1 in poems 7/22/19 #1 in sadpoems 9/1/19

❝mr. saturn grinned as the girl from andromeda wept, lamenting the loss of her galaxy.❞ [beautiful cover by clubstatic.]

three things are certain; growing old, uncertainty, and death. © eliora, 2020 | (p #433- 0602184)

my disposition on your skin © 072818 , enamoramos