A heart beating intime with a creative soul pumping articulate words through robust viens. Creating a exmplary paradigm of pulsating views bounding ac..
There are days when I drown in your gaze. Not able to find the surface. There are days that I lay stranded in shallow water left washed in by the tide..
I miss the endless blue. The way it felt like I could reach out and grasp you. The way you were windswept in white. I miss seeing you caressed in rain..