CULTIVATE
POETRY
"it starts with a humbling at the knees. summer hardened into flesh." things i've sorta experienced, sort of haven't? aka me lying my ass off, but sometimes not.
he was crowned with countless stars stolen from the skies by a single sweep of his gold plated wings . freeform poetry / proses with plot au where there are people born with wings and society wants to kill them lgbt+ content, slight nsfw trigger warning : violence, suicidal © greenleaf . i was tired so i wrote this i...
it was at that time of ruin, that the stars rose from their graves. skytaints | all rights reserved ©
"i warm you like i would any trembling child; in my two bare hands." ok so. basically me writing about the most mundane shit and making it so so dramatic. eg: hiccups.
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)