Writing is immortality. It is that flux between turning memories and fantasy into reality. You get inspired, you fall in love with that feeling, you want to keep that spark alive, so you write. You write about what inspires you, you write about who inspires you. You write, and write, and write, until you realize … Continue reading Writing is Immortality
Have I told you that I’ve seen your soul That every crack is beautiful? Buried deep beneath the flesh The skin, the bones, and all the rest Have I told you that I’ve felt your soul That every vibration is beautiful? Reaching out from within the walls Protection, not wanting to fall Have I told … Continue reading Have I Told You That I’ve Seen Your Soul?