you worry too much
read when you need a little picker-upper.
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
lo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡
win a fist fight with the sky and she'll tell you all her secrets