Lilacs

No sunshine when she leavesAurora walked a lonely roadSkin a soft and fair as milkFinding old friends and newTwisting lilacs in her hairHappiness glows from within

late at night

salt air kissing our bare skin💋✨live wires burn with electricity⚡️falling asleep under the stars 🌟

Oatmeal🌾

Like cereal 🥣Yes, memoriesRestored💾Where is Mr. E?Last I recalledHe was standingNext to me as IMicrowaved foodThere was soundHigh pitched 🎶Permeated brainMicrowaves coolDeath not greatDid he survive?Doubtful, let’sTake… Read more “Oatmeal🌾”