Ethereal
Not often, but as of lately, I have dreamt of daffodils and daisies whispering unto thee angels and of my god, vaguely That symmetry has...
Erebus Canto Pt: 18 – Baptism
“Lie unto me, sweet tomorrow, a gifted portrait displaying my baptism…framed in alabaster and ivory, one simply coded pearl like, thus pure Sing unto me...
The Profanity of a Serpent’s Kiss
Parables are set among the graphite echoing justly with thee ages, yet becoming brittle with time, This waltz that we endure contaminates our souls and...