Perceive the air as loving stories
Where we are bound up in our mores
Conceived in moonlit sweet warm nights
Preserved on nights of pale gray ice
Cast into the mist of Winter's regret
Delirious Summers of denials cool sweat
While warm embraces defer our woes
Cold earth shall clutch our tiny toes
Discovering new beginnings and remolding visceral concepts. Hints as to where to start and how to look when finding a relevant voice for new expressions. Exploring one's heart, redefining one's dignity in a changing landscape. Writing and reading in ASMR, soft spoken word poems created for relaxation and stimulating the creative process, as well stories of untethered exploration.
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