soleil et lune
thus, we end it with a kiss.
you could say he gave birth to Pandora's box and we left it on her doorstep ______________________ a poetry and prose anthology centered around politics, civil rights, feminism, self-acceptance, love, etc. and inspired by artworks. @timespieces Copyright 2018
A Hades/Persephone retelling. How often do you catch yourself wondering how somebody's touch would feel? How soft their hands would be as they caressed your entire form, how sweet their lips would taste when they descended down to yours, how diabolic the touch would become as the hands would drift lower and lower? Pe...
Everything remembered must be forgotten. The gods are glorious, and then they are not -- history is an ongoing clock. It trudges on.
careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.