Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

*** She carried unspeakable truths which made her shed tears sticky as bees' honey. So when we kissed they dripped onto my lips sweetly. *** collection of poems enjoy! 27/7/18-#2 in happiness😱✌️❤️ 10/2/19-#4 in youmatter

no rhyme or reason- -for those who stand silent

I write poetry to discover and rediscover parts of myself that are lost sometimes, each piece reconvening back into a few short stanzas. I hope you enjoy the following pieces as much as I enjoy writing them. - Liv Lepisto *COMPLETED*