we lay tangled in the grassy meadow, with fingers sticky from sun dried figs among the pouches of sweetness fallen down from trees. our hair drenched in the july warmth, among the garde...
i picked the burning tuscan sun sitting in warm mutton soup with my chopsticks. and placed it in my mouth. the soft yolk spilt sweetly on my tongue. flooding me insides in yellow mellow...
your voice slid through my headphones like juicy oranges squeezed in my ears. sticky tangy fruit liquor dripping down my neck. as the wind rises your whiff finds its way under my nose. ...
the sky finally melts into a bashf… to slide down the horizon. i imagine sugar grains for stars a…
drunk whilst listening to music, i… im way too young, not mature enoug… just some more, 'till i become swe…
i float on a still pool of milk in…
tucked in my blue pullover on the…
pomegranate; red juicy jewels embe…
let’s meet again... under that ble…
warm egg yolks for the middle, and…
bloody red skies of passion bloome…
it was a bright, sunny day with wools of sugar swimming in it. those wools then melting into a river of sweet puddle. strings of daisies and poppies sticking out in the grassy field. th...
his voice flows soft, like warm ho… hugging me snug from behind on a c…
picking strawberries in the mornin… under the sun. they blushed deep w…
from where i lie i see the skies so clear that i see the crocodile float laz… a stork lands on the surface, it flies away with a guppy in its…