Filled to the brim with wonder lust preying I get to fulfil my heart’ dreams before my bones are turned to dust… but most of all I want to share them with another treasured soul delighting in the golden warmth of foreign sunbeams.
Sorry for the lack of original content in my blog,...
secretedsins: She is Sea-spray, salty Sweet decadence; The misting fog of dreams Against which There is no defense.
secretedsins: He is Scarlet thoughts Dripping On black canvas.
graciouswords: Eyes lock tick tock (time stops) silence ensues peripheral views fade sparks ignite souls take flight traversing hopes and dreams.
If you listen close all the sounds that surround you carry my whisper.– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)