I am in love with the thought of the calmness of things Of the rhythm of the raindrops, dripping blue in a street’s pavement of the gray sky turning cold Astray with the moment clashed by its own fingers It ended. I am in love with a brush of skin, And the perfectly crafted arrangements Of features So perfect they must have been carved By some kind of divinity. Iridescent eyes revealing iridescent souls are so intoxicating to me. I am in love with my fingers glazed upon the midnight Of not knowing what tomorrow is Concept. Idea. Confusion. Tomorrow is a sigh of knowing… Drenched between the glimpse of today and destiny I am in love with the fall of summer rain, And the slow, burning death of last month’s tears, And the misted twilight of rainy days. The colours, so sublime, are entwined Amongst the days In which life lives. I am caught breathless by beauty In all things, And al...
" The Adventures of a Teenage Gypsy and her Banana Chips Love Story" The daily life of a random fresh-grad teenager, who has no idea of how to live her life after college..."